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Feb. 4th, 2008 09:10 pmI'm posting now because Paige wants me to go with her to Taco Bell and I don't want to miss a day of posting four days into the month.
Today I had a conversation about my future with my mother, which boils down to: you better figure out what the hell you want to do and fast. Which is bad because I have no idea. My mom suggested government work, which would be cool, but basically they'd assign me somewhere and I'd have to go. And there are very few places I'd be happy moving to (home, somewhere in California, New York City and the suburbs around it, and the areas between Albany and Saratoga Springs). And I have no idea what I'd be good at. What do people do in those wee cubicles?
My problem is that in my head I'm seven years old, and therefore expect myself to grow up into someone extremely talented, extremely good looking, and perfect celebrity material. It hasn't happened yet, but I'll keep you posted.
Today I had a conversation about my future with my mother, which boils down to: you better figure out what the hell you want to do and fast. Which is bad because I have no idea. My mom suggested government work, which would be cool, but basically they'd assign me somewhere and I'd have to go. And there are very few places I'd be happy moving to (home, somewhere in California, New York City and the suburbs around it, and the areas between Albany and Saratoga Springs). And I have no idea what I'd be good at. What do people do in those wee cubicles?
My problem is that in my head I'm seven years old, and therefore expect myself to grow up into someone extremely talented, extremely good looking, and perfect celebrity material. It hasn't happened yet, but I'll keep you posted.
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Date: 2008-02-05 02:43 am (UTC)Awwww, Madiii. I think you are extremely talented and beautiful. You are also PERFECT "clean" celebrity material. (as in, you say NOOO NOOO NOOOO to drgus.)
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Date: 2008-02-05 07:11 am (UTC)I'd be the most boring celebrity of all time. People would be all, and she's going... to the grocery store... dressed appropriately.
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Date: 2008-02-05 03:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-05 02:50 am (UTC)You could come and live in NYC with me! :D That would be fabulous. But I have no idea what they do in cubicles either, and I'm hoping I never actually have one to find out. Corner office all the way, baby. :P
I hate the fact that I'm grown up now. I have a new appreciation of Shakira's "Dreams for Plans" song... it's so very sad that all the things I used to dream about (almost certainly) won't ever come true.
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Date: 2008-02-05 07:12 am (UTC)I'm beginning to believe cubicle work is my destiny.
I hate that I'm a grown-up too.
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Date: 2008-02-05 03:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-05 07:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-05 02:53 pm (UTC)I find stuff sort of. . . comes to you, and the best thing you can do in college is make yourself open to learning and change, and you can go from there. Especially when you become rich and famous. ;)
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Date: 2008-02-06 03:14 am (UTC)