The 5 Year Plan

In 5 years I'll be a college graduate (I can hear Paul saying don't count your chickens yet...). In 5 years I'll be 24 years old. That's all I know about my future right now.

Where do I want to be in 5 years? Not in Oklahoma for starters. It would be exciting to live someplace like NYC, after all Frank Sinatra proclaims that if "I can make it there I can make it anywhere", but does that also inversely mean that if I can't make it there I can't make it anywhere? I'll find out. NYC might be too high-stress for me though, I'd be happier somewhere like North Carolina or Tennessee. I loved my years in Raleigh and Franklin. 

Who will I be in 5 years? I'll have a degree in English. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to get paid to write. Maybe I'll be grading college entrance essays. Maybe I'll still be making smoothies at Jamba (I really, REALLY hope not). I almost hope that I'm not married in 5 years. I can't imagine knowing my future husband right now. I also have some control issues. Marriage is the ultimate group project; I hate those. Give me an independent study instead. 

I can definitely guarantee that I will not have any kids. A) Since I don't plan on being married that would be extra scandalous, not my style; B) My pain tolerance is approximately a negative 17; and C) for that reason, I plan on adopting some adorable Chinese children if I ever decide to start a family (keeping it ethnically diverse). I am 1000 percent not selfless enough to raise a life, but I plan on growing up eventually. 

One thing I know for sure, wherever I am in 5 years I'll still be A Very Lucky Girl. 


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