I'm going to try to be a Lawyer of some sort (definitely not a trial lawyer though). If that doesn't work, I'm probably going to end up working for my father's company (AKA busting my ass doing refinery turnaround)

Here's what I'm going to do if my writing career fails: I'm going to step in front of cars and sue the drivers.

Eh, if you want my advise...think carefully before even considering going to law school.

I'm the son of a lawyer. I used to want to go to law school myself; I even interned at a law firm after I graduated. And I have several friends in law school now. I've been around lawyers and law students long enough to know that it basically means selling your soul for tedious bullshit. Unless your overarching goal in life is financial stability (and even that's not assured in this economy), or you genuinely love the practice, you really don't want to be a lawyer.

Have fun being crippled

...what Smithy said.

Anyway, I wanted to be a writer at one point myself (I used to write for my college's newspaper). It's another career option I don't recommend unless you excel at it. I know people who graduated Summa Cum Laude from the English program and interned at countless publications, and they were unemployed after college for much longer than I was.

Looks like everybody hate their jobs. Well, guess what, next year I´ll be teaching history at a local high school. How bad could it be?

Eh, doesn't sound so bad. Sometimes, I wonder if I should be teaching.

Anyway, I think most people hate their jobs, or don't particularly care for what they do.

This about sums it up

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPrSVkTRb24

I've always liked this one better:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNgJBIx-hK8

Anyway, yes, work sucks. My advise to those of y'all who are still in high school is: Stop bitching about how much homework you have, or getting depressed that some girl you like doesn't like you back. The reason I say this is because: (1.) college will be the best time of your life, and (2.) life after college sucks so badly that your high school grievances will seem extremely trivial in retrospect.

Oh dear God! Not the David Matthews Band!