Sunday, June 5, 2011

IUP

In my application for graduate school, I must submit a 1 - 3 page paper outlining my goals. I assume this is solely to test my aptitude and writing ability, however, as no specific formats given, how and with what am I to proceed? Now a work friend was assigned, for his graduate program that he is actually accepted into, to write a 27 page paper on the next 7 years of his life, which is a similar topic but mine being not quite as daunting of a task, I'd say rather obviously.

Now to make a list of goals, I'd assume we'd first have to define a goal. I would define a goal as a target for one to acquire, loosely and poorly, the definition that is. Now next would be the background of said goal. Well, being brought up in a lower middle class system, you observe the many mistakes and perils of this life. And one way we can change our stars, if you will, is an education.
So, that would be the basis for my first goal. To always, with the exception of needed breaks, participate in some form of educational environment. I have had several years neglecting this truth and have obviously suffered. However, in the beginning isn't a new job, and for that matter, career, sufficient time is certainly needed for focusing on the growth of knowledge relating to that specific position. So I have not fully succumb to this poison that holds most back, which is inactivity.
Becoming a graduate in an MBA program is the first step in the fulfillment of this goal. Throughout this education process, i would like to also gain the knowledge and qualities it takes to prosper in any type of educational environment. With this knowledge acquired, I plan on continuing my post graduate degree with a masters of accounting.
This was my original plan with majoring in the Accounting field, however, I have unfortunately strayed from the path that would have led to being a CPA, also my original intention. Although, I feel that with several post graduate degrees and my knowledge of accounting, I could veer back to that path and be a part of a localized accounting firm.
In addition, to an education in business and accounting, I would like to continue learning Spanish, and cater to a multilingual community. This desire was brought on by a semester abroad in Costa Rica and a high interest in international business. This is obviously more of a dream, however I am conversationally fluent in Spanish as my stay was 4 months.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Golf

I have taken up a new addiction. Golf.

So, enough for the long, boring ride that is the reason where I must golf every weekend, sometimes twice a weekend, from March to November, which considering the area, Pittsburgh, is a feat(minus the golf game I've come to perfect).

My brother and I visited a course we played several times last year. Nothing fancy, a mere $30 18, but as we found the previous year, not too crowded. Well, that was last year; this year, which I assume since it is prime golfing season, there were non-stop groups playing. So, we had the pleasure of being paired with an older couple.

And ever since we left after the 11 hole(which I didn't finish, making it the 5 whole of that nature), because I want to be a better, different, and all around more God-fearing person. However, at this old age of 27(which I still contend I haven't aged in my mind since I was around 16), me and my brother didn't combine for even one of this older couples years on this earth.
They were very nice, respectful and all around non-nonchalant towards the fact that they were just paired up with 2 of the worst golfers that ever touched a green, even if that means shooting double par.

So, ever since our departure, I have been wrestling with the idea that it was alright to pair two 20 somethin's from Penn Hills(ie a step up from the hood) with 2 60 somethin's(I dont think its called that at that age...oh yeah, that's called old) from Hampton, the area of the golf course, and the park, and all the happy people that run and bike everywhere(try doin' that in Penn Hills, just bring a gun).

Excuse me for being facetious(I just learned to spell that), or downright ridiculous but I see nothing that can be in common there. And if there judge of me and who I am is my golf game, which what else is there on a golf course, I'm pretty sure they're hoping they never see us, in any manner.

Again, you must excuse me, my golf game is this bad. That I must run home and blog about it.