Ohhhh, they changed the whole thing on WordPress. I like it. Muehehehehe.
Mum just left for the airport a couple hours ago, and I’m working on my English essay. But as I so often do, I find myself typing a rant here, exploiting my creative frustrations furiously over a keyboard instead of writing my essay. Dem descriptions, baby.
Sometimes, when the feeling gets to me, I just pound away, and I often ask myself- “Damn, girl. Why you no J.K. Rowling yet, and why you no rolling around in big women and money?”
Right now, I’m just pondering my future, and where to go. The course I wanna do is dentistry, but like most Year 12’ers, I’m having second thoughts about what I want to do, and WHERE I want to do it.
Applications open next month, and I’m getting cold feet! I have no idea what to do- and the steadfast future I had set about for myself is kinda losing its appeal. Maybe it’s like, when you get married, like in all those movies. You know, when the bride loses her nerve and wants to run out through the window because she isn’t sure the guy she chose is right. Maybe I’m going through the same thing, but with my career. I mean, it is a major factor of what I’m gonna do later on in my life, after all. UGH I hate it. It’s like, the adults suddenly spring up and tell you “WHOO YOU GOTTA PICK YOUR LIFE CAREER AND THE ONE YOU PICK NOW WILL WASTE AWAY YEARS OF YOUR LIFE AND IF YOU HATE IT SUCK IT NANANANANABOOBOO.”
I don’t know. Everything I see is appealing to me right now. Pharmacy, dermatology. Dentistry, of course. Commerce. Even Arts have slipped into my mind, and I do all the Sciency subjects, man. No music, no media, no art, shabamkadoozle. Nothing. Continue reading