Autobiography of an Ex-Andersen Cog by Ivy

Walking through the campus bookstore today, I passed by Denzel Washington’s new autobiography and it occurred to me that everyone who has amassed any sort of fame has convinced themselves that the world would like to know some more about them. I think anyone else's life would make a much more fascinating read. We all know how glamorous, dark, and exciting being a movie star is. Denzel happened to get lucky. I personally would rather hear about the more odd choices in career and lifestyle. ". . .when I was 16, I discovered an undying love for accounting. I was watching my mother calculate her budget (and make sure her new shoes weren't put through until next week) for the week and the numbers just seemed so exciting. From that moment on, I took every single math class I could in high school, eager to learn how to catergorize numbers and rename transactions. This lead me to apply to business school. Since my entire family went to Penn, and I had been an avid math student, I was able to attend Wharton and concentrate in Accounting and Management. My biggest break, however, came when I landed the ultra-competitive internship with KPMG between my junior and senior year. I think it was due mainly to my suave suit I bought while studying abroad in Paris. I noticed the attractive young interviewer eyeing my cleavage across the desk and had my future not been on the line, I would have made a bold move and jumped him. . ." The stories people would tell. I guess that's what blogging is for.

Anyway, it's almost Thanksgiving break and I am sitting in the library not wanting to research my research paper. Most people have gone home for the week and those who haven't are already deep into the second margharita of happy hour. It's funny how much I drag my feet about schoolwork but how much I know I'll miss it Next Year.