Showing posts with label Modeling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Modeling. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Oh The Rain

I've never "blogged" before. I'm not really even sure what a "blog" is. All I know is I can write anything I want in here and everyone else can read it (although I'm sure no one will want to) considering my life is eh, dull enough for me to create a blog with no intentional purpose except to ramble on to oh you know, the world wide web.
I imagine that I am going to use this new "blogging" technology to find out who I am. I'm trying to figure out what to do with my life. I've recently switched to a school in a different city with absolutely no idea what to do. I was a Technical Journalism major and my new school, while very large, strangely has no Journalism Department.
I feel like writing may be my passion. But I am one of those people who thinks, hey, I can do that! To just about EVERYTHING!
Here are a few things I want to do with my life, or have thought about doing:
1) Moving to NY or LA to pursue a modeling career (yeah right)
2) Practicing my vocals and becoming the next "Kelly Clarkson" by being spotted on Americal Idol (oh yeah)
3) Becoming a big time lawyer (how much more schoool???)
4) Becoming a free-lance writer (umm.. I already have writers block)
5)PR (flooded marketplace?)
6)Opening my own restaurant- since I've been in the industry 4 years now! (I hate my job)
7)Getting a degree in nutrition (bio what?)
8)Becoming a personal trainer(how do you even DO this?)
9)Graphic design/website design
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Anyway- Today is July 8th and my neighbors are still blowing off fireworks, which are causing my dogs to walk around with their tales between their legs.
I quite my job and have yet to "man-up" and get a new one. Yawn.
I'm reading Jen Lancasters second book (I've already read the first and third) I love her and want to watch Americas Next Top Model with her and talk about how much prettier we are than those girls, not to mention smarter than most.
I need to find a hobby. Immediately. Or I may start not only writing to myself, but talking to myself, and possibly answering to myself.