College Roommate Lawyer Conversation

Here’s a conversation I had with a roommate when we were nearing college graduation and about to be propelled headlong into the world.

ROOMMATE:

I can’t believe it’s already here. So strange. Four years. Already. It makes you think. Makes me think. And I have been. A lot. I’m going to law school. I know. You’re thinking ‘he’s changed majors a couple times, he’s doesn’t know what he wants’. I admit it. I was confused, had absolutely NO CLUE what I wanted, but how could I? We were eighteen when we got here. How am I supposed to know at that age? How is anyone supposed to know?

But this last year, turning to criminal law, fully declaring it my major? This-is-what-it-will-say-on-my-diploma declaring it, mind you? Now, that’s commitment. That right there is commitment. A commitment I was finally fully prepared to make and a commitment I’m more than prepared to keep in the future. Don’t bother saying it. The work involved. Hard, hard work. That doesn’t sound like me. The thing is, when you find out what you want in life, what you truly want, with ABSOLUTE CERTAINTY, you will work hard, harder than is needed even...and the amazing thing? It won’t feel like work. Not even once.

Now, I know you’re not there yet. You’re uncertain. A bit lost. I promise I’m not saying what I’m saying to point out this fact to you. I’m simply saying it because it’s true, because when you realize what you’re going to do with your life, you just want to say it out loud. And since you’re my best friend, I wanted to say it out loud to you first.

I’m gonna be a lawyer. I’M GON-NA BE A LAW-YER.

Anyway, here’s the joint.

AND END SCENE

One guess on whether or not he became a lawyer.