It has been my pleasure to bring my readers information on personal finance, economics, and current events surrounding us globally. However, tonight, I am not reporting any current event. Nor am I providing any advice or tips on how to better your future. I am here to talk about my future, and what has been going on in my head the past few weeks as I have approached my decision. Let me take you back to my last semester at Seton Hall. I was locked in as an accounting major and career as a CPA. I was intrigued by the ability to earn a high salary while having the run of Wall Street. I landed a decent finance internship this summer as a freshman, a feit that few have accomplished. I thought I was at an all time academic high. But I still heard the persistent whispers about accounting. "You're doing accounting? Are you crazy that is so boring!". "You're going to hate your job trust me the days are so long". I had firmly believed that my six figure salary would squash any concerns or negativity about my job. I kept telling myself that I had to be an accountant, and I gave myself little room to venture. It was not until I started working at my internship that I realized how different the work environment actually is. 9-11 hour work days are not fun or humerous, they are draining and slow. I soon became to realize that if I was going to pour hours into my job, I would have to be doing something that I love and look foward to doing. I dreamt of my accounting future, and it did not look too happy. The stress of Wall Street and the lost time with my family were haunting me.
As many of you know, I am an avid sports fan. I religiously follow the New York Knicks, New York Yankees, Philadelphia Eagles, and Kansas Jayhawks. I can memorize sports statistics like it is my full time job, often quoting starting lineups, where they attended college, and the salaries that each player earned. Although I stopped playing organized sports at a young age, it was definately my passion and true love. As I have been following the LeBron James free agency sweepstakes, it brought me back to the days where my dream was to be a sports agent. I thought I could pull off the Scott Boras personality, or more interestingly, Ari Gold status. I had originally looked into becoming a sports agent, but the industry was hard to crack into. I pushed my dreams aside for a more promising future in accounting.
The only advice I am going to give tonight is to follow your dreams. I understand now why my mom became an Italian teacher. She loved teaching the language she had learned in her native country to Americans aspiring to become fluent. Teaching italian was her calling, just like becoming a sports agent is mine. I am here to declare that I will be forgoing my accounting career-effective immediately. I may still major in accounting because having a business background is a good start for a sports agent. However, I plan to enroll in law school upon my graduation, and fully commit myself to pursuing my dreams. You guys will be seeing me courtside, not as a Goldman Sachs employee, but as an agent representing the likes of Derrick Rose, John Wall, and whoever else may be a future star. Nothing is holding me back, because I will be chasing what I love most, sports. Go Knicks.
