every year around this time i question some of the decisions i've made. like why didn't i go work on wall street? i went to school for it. i interned there. and decided, eh, not for me.
but dude! i could have sacrificed a bit of my soul and a lot of my life for a couple years. to go make serious $$$ and then jump out of that nyc banking scene. and then settle into a nice, normal job but be set up oh-so nicely with a huge nest egg to get things started.
dang.
i'm not even doing some great, humanitarian work. i'm just an office kid with a lot of free time that i waste. shite. working for no serious ca$h and no greater good. i'm shot on both ends.
stupid goldman with their big checks. instead of following my dad's advice to find a boy at the gym i think i need to start following gawker's advice and searching for a g.$achs boy.
ha! if only i could be so shallow...
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