several hour lectures on getting a job and going to coliage......
fun..... fun fun mother fucking fun.....
oh, and driving! even better!!!!


- i really REALLY dont want to go to claiage

- the jobs she wants me to do are ones i really just... dont think i could do.....
be a pharmacist.... project manager (like she was)..... she thinks id make a good teacher somehow! a lawyer, a doctor...... being a pencil pusher / desk jeckey (if you dont know why i cant do it... just know.... i would lose my fucking mind and take that pencil and push it into somebodies brain through their fucking eye socket!!!!! (id seriously end up going on a killing spree....))

- i am scared of cars, panic bad, and also get car sick.....


my dream is to be a writer!
not like the greatest one ever, but a mildly successful one at least...
i want to wrie books and short stories and poems, and use money made from that, no matter how little it is, to travel the globe with my mates and whatever friends i can rope into it. i want to study the cultures, languages, and people that live in the area that we visit (places currently on that list being varying places in russia, as well as germany, ireland, poland, norway, and more)

also use some of the money to finance other ventures and craft








having a book published, i researched it a little..... it costs more than i thaught.... so im trying to get a bank account so i can do commissions and attempt to make money to publish a few of the books im currently working on

sooooooooo..... yeah....
those are my dreams..... books and literary works published, travel world and have fun, play around with crafts and such, and learn about peoples all over, all of which with my mates and whatever friends i can get into it (not just irl friend, but you guys too! <;D )


anyway..... if you sat their and read this whole thing, i thank you greatly
though.... im sorry i wasted your time.......

talk to you later my friends