When I grow up…

Que Sera, Sera,

Whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours, to see

Que Sera, Sera

What will be, will be.

When I was a kid I dreamed of being an actress, a fashion designer, a teacher, an artist, a producer and more… I had ideas and dreams and I flitted from one idea to the next every 8 minutes or so. I took classes in fashion, acting, engineering, business, communications, public relations and more… I kept looking for my niche. It turns out I can’t find my niche, I’m pretty good at a whole slew of different things but none of them stick. I get bored as soon as I’ve mastered whatever I needed to learn, and then I start itching to move on. I think my main problem is I don’t know what I want to be when I grow up!

The future may not be mine to see but I still wouldn’t mind knowing which direction I should take, what’s going to interest me for years to come. When I look down my path five years from now I have no idea what kind of job I’ll have (I am however fairly certain I’m working), I don’t know which field I want to be in… I’m not even sure what city I’m living in! I know this is one of those “you have the answers” kind of conundrums but I find myself still not having any clue as to where I’m landing.

Whatever will be, will be… and so I’m not going to get too worked up about this all and let myself go where the tide takes me. I’m sure I’ll be successful in whatever opportunity comes my way next… I just have this (perhaps irrational) hope that one day I’ll wake up with a vision or something that will explain my purpose. I feel like I’m meant for something bigger than toiling away at a desk all day – then again I don’t know many people who feel like that’s what they’re meant to do with their lives.

University... again...

I've been to my first class of the semester - Media Relations*. Tuesday nights will be filled with Tim Horton’s, writing notes, raising my hand (or just jumping in) and generally trying to cram something new into my brain. One might wonder why I spend my free time asking (wait a minute, paying) some stranger to grade me... however I’m clearly an odd duck. I love the ideas that start to generate when I'm sitting in class or during the week, my mind rarely shuts off and instead I get energized about not only class but work, my social life and pretty much everything.

My class has a few familiar faces and our groups have been assigned so I know who I’m working with and when we’re presenting. I’d like to say that group work is fun but mostly I like working on my own so it’s a little stressful, however it can be a lot of fun using someone else’s ideas to jump off from, I’ve always subscribed to the “your best idea is just behind your worst” theory.

Oh and just how many people trust the media? ... and what about the number of retractions and corrections?

So I’m in for another semester, and I’ve heard of this random story that at one point I will stop taking classes – I don’t buy it for a minute.

* Discussions of types of news media and their needs and characteristics, together with practice in specific activities such as press conferences, preparation of news kits, and news room operation. General overview of other mass communication activities – such as special events, conferences, and meetings.