WHOOO
I've got an urge to write some quality fiction. Problem being I have sooo much writing left to do in my unfinished fan fiction, three stories of which I have already abandoned. If this was a requirement of my job - like if I had to finish a fan fiction every month in order to continue to get paid as a 2LT, then I would have shit tons of stuff done, and my writing skills would be phenomenal, and I would get published someday. Unfortunately, I have to study too much to write, and when I do write I don't get better, because I don't do it often enough. And I probably wouldn't be good enough to get published and I'd have to find some rich husband to keep me from starving because it would require me to quit my job and devote all of my time to it. And while Sean and I are doing well, I don't think he would be very pleased if I quit to write. He's cheap, Mama has to have a job :-) I love him though, maybe he wouldn't care if I did quit. We're not married anyhow, I could live on his couch and eat ramen, haha, oh well.
Not that I want to quit anyways, I really want to finish and get my wings and be a navigatorrrrr! It's just that I wish I had the time to nurture my hobby. Maybe one day when I retire, I'll become a well known, trashy romance novelist who makes gobs of money, even though I'll be too old to appreciate gobs of money. Even though I'll only be 42, urgh, that's not that old - but I'll be too old for super sexy hot beach body bikini on vacation type cruises. I'll probably have kids by then, and my gobs of money will go towards their dance lessons and college funds. *sigh* Being an adult is so much harder (and simultaneously more boring with moments of thrilling anxiety) than I thought it would be.
Not that I want to quit anyways, I really want to finish and get my wings and be a navigatorrrrr! It's just that I wish I had the time to nurture my hobby. Maybe one day when I retire, I'll become a well known, trashy romance novelist who makes gobs of money, even though I'll be too old to appreciate gobs of money. Even though I'll only be 42, urgh, that's not that old - but I'll be too old for super sexy hot beach body bikini on vacation type cruises. I'll probably have kids by then, and my gobs of money will go towards their dance lessons and college funds. *sigh* Being an adult is so much harder (and simultaneously more boring with moments of thrilling anxiety) than I thought it would be.