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Mar 25, 2006 18:03

My dream career suffers from a constant ebb and flow. When I was four, I wanted to be an artist or open up a museum devoted to The Wizard of Oz (my artwork more or less consisted of Wicked Witches and ruby slippers). When I learned to read, I wanted to become a writer (my stories were parables involving me and friends as all sorts of animals). In ( Read more... )

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itsbeenover March 26 2006, 13:31:30 UTC
I love this entry.

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itsbeenover March 26 2006, 13:33:56 UTC
But regardless of whether or not you knew what Cooper Union was two years ago, everything you've ever wanted to be has been in pretty much the same category. Something artistic; something creative. I love how it's an obvious pattern.

My little brother's list of careers made me laugh. Farmer. Superhero. Lawyer. Basketball player. Video game designer.

Mine's just stupid. Writer. Doctor. Writer. Physciatrist. Writer. I can't even write, damnit.

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itsbeenover March 26 2006, 13:34:25 UTC
wtf. Psychiatrist. Way to show you know the English language wannabewriter.

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basilbasil March 26 2006, 16:38:31 UTC
Those aren't stupid. Be a psychiatrist. Be a writer. Do it.

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