Me: dying slowly/choosing careers
I went to deathclock.com and found out that I have 63 years left to live. And I don't even get points off for being a vegetarian.
Changing the subject quite abrubtly and using ADD as my defense, remember how I said I've been thinking about the future lately? Well, yeah, I have, and in depth. Specifically, I've been thinking about what kind of career I want to have. I kind of had a mental list going on, so I guess I'll list it here:
- psychiatrist - Complete strangers take me alot more seriously on this one than my friends do, because they think I have too many problems of my own.
- tatoo artist - I think its something I'd be good at. I like the idea of my art being showcased on other people, but I would be deathly afraid of screwing up really bad on someone and not being able to fix it.
- comedian - I think it would be a lot of fun to do stand-up. The only problem is I usually laugh at my own jokes more than everyone else combined. Not to say that they're not funny. I just take things too far.
- musician - It's one of those things that I do anyway. It would just be nice to be able to make a living out of it.
Whatever. I guess I could kind of be a Forrest Gump (without the leg braces and speech impediment) and do all of them.