Tuesday, 29 September 2009

Ohmygod, so you think I'm in contorl?

I want to see the Northern Lights. At least once.

I really wish I had a 'dream' or something. I used to; I used to really want to be a dancer, but now I get out of breath after grade5modern warm up, and realised I wasn't actually that good or liked it as much as I thought, so all in all not a good career move. Don't get me wrong, I love dancing, just not that much. I'm not even going to go and see Fame, it will just depress me, much like Step Up.

Anyway, I really have no idea what I want to do after 6th form, and I know Uni.'s still quite a way away, but it worries me. There are loads of things I want to do (such as have a painting in the Tate whilst curing cancer and abolishing poverty), but I can't do them all. Really, I'd just like to sit at home painting mugs and writing blogs for a living (but seeing as I'm yet to push double figures on my followers, might be a bit of a waste). I'd also like to be a tattoo artist, would be quite fun, but I'm not actually very pro-tattoos (really, will you like the naked woman on your bicep when you're 67, Mr Biker Man?), and would probably screw someone's face up while I'm at it.

So, I guess I should just learn a few more things and see where that goes...

I love my friends. And electric blankets (grandmas know how to do it on a cold September night).

Plus, I just dyed my hair, and although no-one else will notice this, unless of course they read this post, I like it. And I like that no-one else will notice it.

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