| | Holy crap, it's Sunday.
Time to get some of that homework done....
...In the morning....
........Eventual-like........
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GAHHHH. I hate it when I get a brilliant story idea and immediately forget it.
GAH GAH GAH.
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I spent a lot of time today (well... yesterday technically) looking at
college stuff. I'm quite eager for the free life.
Especially if it's at Susquehanna.
I wonder what the hell you do if, say, you theoretically decided to be
a major and then found you can get nowhere in the career you originally
intended to have after graduating. I mean, there's a major or two
out there that could only lead to one or two careers. Like, oh, I
don't know, creative writing. I mean, whatever idiot picks that
major pretty much has to try it as an author or teach. And that
bafoon may not like the idea of teaching. Maybe this idiot
partially likes writing because of its solitude. Or because
that's all they're really that good at. But how does that bafoon
know if they're good enough?
How do they know that the, say, creative writing major isn't just a
trap that's quite happy to pull its, er, choosers down into the abyss
of gas station jobs and graveyard shift?
Not that I have to worry about that, or anything.
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| | Posted 1/8/2006 12:45 AM - 7 views - 5 comments
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