Five years...
Aug. 12th, 2004 11:59 pmA lot of people (for some asinine reason) have been asking me lately, what I want to do in five years, where I want to be. The awnser hasn't changed since five years ago, but I think that time is slipping away for it to happen. I mean, in five years...I'll be twenty eight.
But for those who wanted the awnser, and those that don't...this is the life I want for me in five years.
I want to be living in London (or anywhere in England but preferably London), still attempting to figure out the British Pound. I want to have a job I love, preferably in the arts. I want a close group of friends that I meet with every weekend at the local pub to bullshit about our week and how we're all going to run away someday to a tropical island.
I want my son to be wondering around trying to get into trouble while I attempt to write a new scene for my third book (yes I have no plans to finish number two and three soon). I want to watch him chase after the dog and giggle when he stumbles and ends up on his arse, pouting (and then give him ice cream).
I want to watch the sunset as I snuggle with a fluffy black kitten named Snowball and know that I'm content with the life I have.
But for those who wanted the awnser, and those that don't...this is the life I want for me in five years.
I want to be living in London (or anywhere in England but preferably London), still attempting to figure out the British Pound. I want to have a job I love, preferably in the arts. I want a close group of friends that I meet with every weekend at the local pub to bullshit about our week and how we're all going to run away someday to a tropical island.
I want my son to be wondering around trying to get into trouble while I attempt to write a new scene for my third book (yes I have no plans to finish number two and three soon). I want to watch him chase after the dog and giggle when he stumbles and ends up on his arse, pouting (and then give him ice cream).
I want to watch the sunset as I snuggle with a fluffy black kitten named Snowball and know that I'm content with the life I have.
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Date: 2004-08-14 01:13 pm (UTC)all for a ferrari. what are your footsteps to living in london?
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Date: 2004-08-14 01:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-14 01:22 pm (UTC)yeah... i could gather up all my money and fly places, too, but to settle down? screams practicality, and without a practical plan, the odds are stacked way against you.
also, it's so easy to just clear your bank account and go... so why not? it's where you want to be, do it.
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Date: 2004-08-14 01:37 pm (UTC)And I've never been practical. Why should I be when it's not who I am? I'm quite used to landing on my own two feet no matter where I throw myself so why start planning now?
As for things holding me back...I have lived as an only child with my mother for 23 years...that's a long time to just up and leave her behind. We've outlasted most marrages, it takes some getting used to, the idea of living with an ocean between us. That is why the dream has been the same for ten years. I am waiting.
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Date: 2004-08-14 06:23 pm (UTC)i just don't want to see that you're waiting and all, and then when the time comes to go, the time's up and it's too late, you know?
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Date: 2004-08-14 11:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-15 09:12 am (UTC)all how you look at it. you've people that live in the short term, which is all well and good, but that short-term is going to run out soon if they're not careful, and how do they feel when they have a bad day? wasted day and all. live in the long term, and count yourself lucky everyday because you're moving closer towards your goals and dreams with each passing day. bad days to the long term are kept in perspective, ya know?
i'm in a bullshitting mood today... such a good day to be writing summer assignment essays... hahaha
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Date: 2004-08-15 09:19 am (UTC)People waste away in their desire to fullfill their dreams, never seeing what's there. Just as inaction could be a curse, so can refusing to give up on something. Somethings are just out of your reach.
And the short term never runs out darling, long term is made up of several chances of short term. And if you count your moments in smaller spans of time, you have a lot more of them. It's a lot easier to celebrate the small things, then spend your life planning and preparing for years to come.
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Date: 2004-08-15 09:30 am (UTC)long term keeps the big things in the long term, and true, some people can miss the little things along the way, but not all people. there's really no 100% short term/long term, just like there's really no 100% right/left wing in politics. the closest you get turns into fascism/communism. those two are decidedly bad things, and so are complete short/long term. could it be possible to live entirely in the short term? could it be possible to live entirely in the long term? humans weren't made to be 100% commited to things other than other humans, and even then it gets shady. so sit in the middle of short/long term and voila, great life. good short term, good long term, and it works out fine.
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Date: 2004-08-15 09:37 am (UTC)And why are those two things bad things? Because of what you've heard? Because someone told you?Or have you truly looked it up, researched the facts, and decided for yourself?
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Date: 2004-08-15 10:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-15 10:55 am (UTC)Wars are NOT the best thing for economies. The depression tapered off before WWII due to Rosevelt creating Social Security, Welfare and other public aid, not to mention creating thousands of goverment jobs and securing other jobs via goverment projects. WWI and WWII actually put a crimp in economy due to rationing. We couldnt' buy what we needed so the economy faltered.
They attacked us for actions WE took. BinLadin HATES us for our troops being on land we don't have a right to be on. He was quite happy with us when we were saving their asses, but we didn't leave when we should have and now he's pissed off, which, he's right. If they came here, helped us out but didn't leave and tried to control us, yeah, we'd be rather pissed off too.
Iraq is not a thorn in our side, Hussain is. The Iraq people were undre a dictator who told them what to think, say and do. American's have a rather hard time understanding that because we were born to the Freedom's we hold. They weren't. Our generation was raised in two very seperate ways. We have always known the freedom's we hold, yet our counterparts were born to war, death, torture and the polical medica telling them we're evil. I hope to every god ever named and those not that our children don't fight this same war but I doubt it considering how both sides were raised.
Perhaps France should be the world's leading power considering how much we fuck it up. We're arrogant, snobby, mucle bound pricks who think we know what's right for the world. What right do we have to tell other nations how to live? We're not them, we're not even close. So a system works (not well) for us? Big fucking deal. Not everything that works for us works for others and even then it doesn't work for us most of the time. We're fools to think that we're better then any other nation because we're not. The human shortfal is thinking that we know better then someone else.
Clinton cover things up? Dude couldn't even cover up an affair. No president or canidate is honestly better then the other. They're human. They screw up, they fail. Some are better at the job, some make stupider mistakes. But they're still human beings, trying to do what's right. The problem is they're trying to do what's right for a nation that could honestly care less. Everyone's just trying to find something to pick apart about either side and it's not getting anything done.
How would my heart feel in the middle of a major depression? Honestly, I probably could care less. I make 500$ a month in which I have to live off of, I rank lower than most people on welfare. I get foodstamps which still don't provide enough food to eat for the month without going hungry at some point. I can barley aford to have heat in the winter. So when those of you who live nice middle class lives start bitching about how expensive the world is...try stopping for a moment to think of me, shivering in 30 degree temps, no heat on, no food, barley able to pay rent. I'm two steps away from living on a street corner while you enjoy all the comforts life has to offer. I don't fear a depression state in this country because guess what darling, I'm already there and beyond.
Try looking at China dear, where some people are quite happy with their lives, or the Russians who want to go back. Just because some people doesn't like it doesn't mean it's entirely bad. Some people like our form of democracy. I don't. I think it's a joke that's not even funny anymore.
So what happens when my short term fun runs out? Take a look at my life. There is no fun in the long term because I'm not granted it. From the moment I was born the long term was about struggle, pain, heartache with a bit of death thrown in to make it intresting. The short term is all I have to enjoy the moment of simple pleasures. If I didn't live in the short term, I wouldnt' get up in the morning. Hell, I wouldn't be here, because I would have given in a long time ago.