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So I’ve come to the conclusion that I have a few options when it comes down to the path I want my life to take:
1. A therapist. I have always had a talent for helping people through tough situations and it makes me proud to be able to say this. I really enjoy doing it but I’m not sure if I would feel comfortable with accepting money for simply helping someone. With society the way it is now people need to have someone there for them.
2. A cop. I have an obsession with saving people (Probably why I love comics so much). A lot of this also roots back to my childhood, which I’ll admit wasn’t the greatest but I’ll touch on that later on if I feel like it. Bottom line is: If I could help one child not to have the childhood I had then that would make it all worth it. Not to mention it’s probably the closest that I would ever come to becoming a superhero.
3. A comic book writer. This would probably be the most fun for me, not quite as rewarding as the previous mentioned, but definitely the most fun. I have many ideas in mind for characters and story lines and I would be happy to give an example here but I have always been extremely paranoid about plagiarism. Don’t ask me why because it’s never really happened before, but I am.
That’s where I’m at right now. I’m only 21 so I know I have quite a bit of time to figure this all out but I do feel like I am very far behind on all of this. I remember when I was in high school and I thought I knew exactly what I wanted to be and how I was going to achieve my goals. But all of that seemed to disappear when I turned 18. So right now I have some thinking to do and with any luck I will figure out just what it is that I need to do and how to do it.
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Ha! That happened to me too. I thought I was going to be a graphics designer but everything didn’t go to plan once I found out that I couldn’t get into uni.
I still don’t know what to do. I’m just wandering around and testing out different things. I’m kind of glad I didn’t get into uni, because that would mean I might’ve entered a course that I didn’t want to do. Seeing as I wanted to get into graphics design and didn’t, I’m glad, because I didn’t want to do that anymore at that point. I figured it was more of a hobby thing of mine.
Comment by WendySkeleton May 10, 2008 @ 1:34 pm