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Libertine
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Post by towan on Jun 24, 2007 19:15:31 GMT
Ideally, I would like to be a housewife. I know, it's silly and ridiculous; but I think all I want to do with my life is to go to art school, have lots of cameras, get married to someone I love and have lots of children. I want to photograph my children at every possible opportunity. The challenge of portraying someone you love that much in a beautiful way, it really gets me excited. oo, i know exactly what you mean about photographing someone you love; whenever there's a camera in my hands i'm not very good with only taking a few shots here and there - i'll be clicking away for hours, just because the light has changed on someone's face a little, and somehow it says something more about them than the way the light was a minute beforehand... there are certain people i would happily photograph forever! (i was going to say "shoot" forever, but y'know...) and haha, i think all we prospective vets must've experienced the same epiphany when it came to the "oh, you have to do... THAT... to COWS?!" moment. nuh uh... i'd like to be a writer. i suppose i already am, of sorts, but i'd like to branch out from music journalism and try my hand at other areas of arts criticism... theatre, film... and ultimately, perhaps, scribble something a little longer; i wish i could have a cohesive view of a massive story, like i used to when i was little - nowadays, i can't think beyond about six pages. restlessness... ...i'd like to think i'll be a music writer who isn't seen as a nemesis, but somehow provides some positivity in a world where the press ruin a lot of what they set out to discuss...
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Post by Taxidermy on Jun 24, 2007 19:20:18 GMT
Sumo TV? That sounds like an amazing afternoon of entertainment. What's more awesome than guys in nappies wrestling? Well, when I said the name alone I meant just the name. It actually has nothing to do with sumo's.
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Post by Xteenuh on Jun 24, 2007 19:25:53 GMT
You know, the other day I was thinking how life would be awesome if I just built myself a canoe and traveled up and down rivers and creeks all over the world, wearing dresses that were gifts from the African tribesmen I met along the way, and eating berries from the trees, and meeting a bunch of hot French gypsy men who play the classical guitar. But then I realized I cannot make money in this way and I am so not accustomed to the outdoors that I would probably die about 3 weeks into living this lifestyle. How unfortunate. I used to act when I was a preschooler. My grandparents said I was good too. Everyone thought I was going to be some sort of movie star. But then I was sent to school and suddenly developed a fear of joining any sort of theatre groups/activities. I wish that weird fear hadn't ever developed. My cousin decided at age 7 that she wanted to be either a dentist or orthodontist, and she is STILL going for it at age 16. Argh. Can you tell this sort of thing really frusterates me?
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Post by allison on Jun 24, 2007 19:30:13 GMT
jesusfuck muney sucks
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Post by Rebekah on Jun 24, 2007 20:53:38 GMT
I have another year and a half before I will graduate. Fuck me if I know what I'm going to go into.
I started college out in Math education, but quickly decided teaching wasn't for me. So, then I went into Computer Science. I LOVE programming so much, I just love it and I adore it and it is so amazing. I could spend hours just trying to figure out how to make the smallest little thing work right. And I would be so HAPPY. But then I tried to interview for an internship, and it was horrifying, and I've completely been put off the field forever.
So, now I'm stuck with my second major, which is still Math, but just straight Math and no education. What on earth am I going to do with this? I suppose I could just find one of those jobs that only require a degree in something, doesn't matter what it is. That'd be just FABULOUS. Except, not.
When I grow up, eventually, I'd just like a job. Anything at all, I've learned not to be too picky about it. I've got to pay off massive amounts of college loans, so the sooner I can work the better. Otherwise I'm fucked.
This makes me bitter. Later, I'll tell you all about how I wanted to be a writer! And a vet. I should write about being a vet!
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Post by bluearrangements on Jun 24, 2007 21:03:48 GMT
Urgh growing up is horrible I want to be a musician/songwriter Nothing else interests me career wise Slight problem of zero confidence in my abilities. Although it's getting better. Performing in front of other people (mainly people I know) is terrifying. A bit of a drink solves the problem, but I don't want to go down the Chan Marshall route, so I avoid that at all costs. After I've done that I want to open a music venue/cafe/bookshop. A friend and I almost got funding to do a similar thing about five years ago in Devon, but ultimately the council said we were too young. They were probably right and we would have probably failed gcses etc... but it's still something I'd like to do some day, but with a bar this time Ever since I saw 'Summer Holiday' I've wanted to live in a bus. A luxury bus though! I have drawn out the plan of the interior countless times. There's a built in recording studio, baby grand piano, cushy sofas, class FUCKING fdfghjkKITCHEn, amazing stereo system, toilet, shower, outdoor area with jacuzzi and a huge sun roof on the bedroom ceiling so you can stare out at the stars before you go to sleep. Five days a week my husband (drummer/trumpeter/maker of history documentaries) will live there with me and the other two he will live in his separate vw campervan so I can be happily alone. We would explore the world but always be home sweet home. I also want a cottage in Cornwall or Dorset, by the sea and a forest, with a huge garden and some friendly neighbours. Cornwall brings back so many childhood memories and the Dorset coast is where my family currently live. Both incredibly beautiful and peaceful places. Growing wouldn't be horrible if it went like that. But it doesn't. Because I'm an idiot.
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Post by bluearrangements on Jun 24, 2007 21:05:44 GMT
Also- Oats- I too was nosey and went on your myspace. I loved your drawings. You are very talented indeed
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Post by youwantthis on Jun 24, 2007 21:06:46 GMT
I aslo plan to stalk Joshua, and make him love me again.
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Post by oldgregg on Jun 24, 2007 21:07:10 GMT
I would love to be a film or theatre director as I think someone already said. But I've heard it's almost impossible to make any money without doing uninspiring stuff. And since my family are pushing me Oxbridge way, they'd probably consider film studies a soft option.
Realistically I'd like to do something like political journalism or research that'll get me out and away from a desk, then maybe look towards becoming a diplomat or something like that for the Eu or UN.
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Post by blake on Jun 24, 2007 21:08:17 GMT
Big Issue Sales Person, I reckon if I work really hard I could reach the level of a few decade long stays on the dole, or perhaps even working in a call center, but this might be but a pipe dream
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Post by bluearrangements on Jun 24, 2007 21:10:38 GMT
Big Issue sellers are always lovely and friendly and interesting people.
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Post by Ed on Jun 24, 2007 21:10:54 GMT
vetvetvetvetvetvet...
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Post by bluearrangements on Jun 24, 2007 21:11:22 GMT
Hahaha just realised it might sound like I don't think you're particularly suited not true
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Post by youwantthis on Jun 24, 2007 21:11:59 GMT
Big Issue sellers are always lovely and friendly and interesting people. My mum once gave someone a pound because he was from my home town... Kilmarnock. He was drunk and stunk of pish.
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Post by bluearrangements on Jun 24, 2007 21:12:09 GMT
oh crap I also didn't mean that offensively. Anyway aren't you god? that's pretty much top of the pile
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Post by blake on Jun 24, 2007 21:12:58 GMT
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Post by youwantthis on Jun 24, 2007 21:17:14 GMT
FACT: I was listening to young drug free Whitney not 10 mins ago. How strange. Classic.
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Post by abolishconfusion on Jun 24, 2007 22:42:52 GMT
Big Issue Sales Person, I reckon if I work really hard I could reach the level of a few decade long stays on the dole, or perhaps even working in a call center, but this might be but a pipe dream My best friend used to sell the Big Issue when he was somewhat homeless, in between selling himself. Now he works in a bank. Anyway Josh, we have our careers as timelords/royalty sorted already, now all we have to do is... I dunno. Put on scarves and drink Lambrini.
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Post by tombland on Jun 26, 2007 10:14:09 GMT
You'd be a Time Lady
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Post by Clare on Jun 26, 2007 10:48:20 GMT
Big Issue sellers are always lovely and friendly and interesting people. My mum once gave someone a pound because he was from my home town... Kilmarnock. He was drunk and stunk of pish. The fact that you are from Kilmarnock explains so much.
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