You know what happens when I get bored? I find stupid quizzes and surveys to do online... among other things. Such as call Sara up, start texting random people, go and brush out a random horse (whoever happens to be in the pens), draw stupid doodles, etc. But yes, I am guilty of taking those ridiculous things.
So lately, I have been wondering... What the heck do I wanna do when I get out of school?!?! Ya'll, I have no stinkin idea. I know I'm going to college; I want to. But even if I didn't, I wouldn't have a choice. And it's always been just an unspoken deal that I'll go to A&M. My parents aren't making me go there, but... I dunno, I didn't really know there were any other colleges besides Texas A&M until I was like 9.
I digress. I'm pretty dang sure I want horses to be in my life somehow. (Oh, and I'll just insert here that yes I have been praying about it, but the good Lord just hasn't revealed His master plan yet, soooo... I'm still wondering.)
I was thinking along the lines of... equine massage therapist? That would be cool. Working with horses and yeah that would be pretty awesome I think.
Being an equine veterinarian would be pretty awesome too but that is just really something you have to be really dedicated to, and I'm just not sure that is my passion. There is 3 more years of college in additional to the 4 years that make up my Bachelors degree. Gosh dang, that's alot of school.
Being an equine nutritionist is also an option... Making horse food. Haha. Horse food... sorry, that just sounds funny.
Anyway, back to my original point. Those surveys. So yesterday I Googled "how to choose a career". Lame, I know, like I said.... Boredom seized me once more and off I went to find my life-long career through Google!!
So this survey thing came up....
Aaaaand yes I took it. It asked for a name, state and zip code. I told them my name was Heidi Berg and gave them the zip from where I used to live. Baha. Then I answered like 25 questions "yes" or "no" and they said the results would be emailed to me (yeah I had to give them that too, but I gave them the old one).
I didn't get to check my email til this morning.You wanna guess what it said my perfect career was, based on my answers to the questions?
A LAWYER! A STINKIN ATTOURNEY!
Can you believe that?!?!?! They told me that I was destined to be a lawyer. Are you kidding me?!
I don't like people. Hel-lo! I mean, not to offend ya'll reading this. Mama, Sara, Aunt L., Auntie M., I mean I love ya'll but I mean... like... other people. Normal people.
Wow I should stop talking.
My point is, I don't handle most people-type situations very well, I just don't. And lawyers are like little brain-sucking, decieving rats. At least that's what my Mommy tells me. =]
So yeah. I'm destined to go to Harvard. Or Yale. Or Stanford or something, one of those Ivy-League, preppy, argyle-sweater, lawyer schools. Psssssh. A ranch girl? An attourney?
I mean, sure, I get pretty determined to make people see it my way when somebody starts arguing with me. I have an opinion, and when anybody challenges that opinion in an argumentative way, I have been known to defend it just... the slightest bit... maybe. *cough cough*
Okay. I'm going to go have my breakfast and take a shower now. I'm really glad I didn't read that email lastnight. I would have had nightmares of... blood-sucking lawyers with fangs, and red eyes, and clawed hands, and... and...!!!
Well. Have a nice day everybody!