| Teenage Dreams |
| Somebody once told me that everybody should have a dream. Of course, this was a school counselor. I don't think that should mean anything to me. I know that the counselors are basically programmed to say the same things, I've dealt with several of them, I know it's true. Anyway. Up until recently, I had no dream. I had no ambition. Now I have some ambition. Sort of. My main goal in life is not to die from cancer. My grandmother died from colon cancer. My Uncle John lost a kidney to kidney cancer, and now his remaining kidney has what appears to be a cyst on it, but the way things are going, that will probably become cancerous before too long. Also, my grandfather also has colon cancer. For some reason, I'm thinking that I'll have cancer next. If I don't get it next, I'll probably get it sometime in my life. I also would like to not turn out anything like my parents. My father might be going on strike with his job, he has no real union, we'll only be getting money from my mother's income. Which is very small. Chance for our family's success through this difficult time is slim to none. When I grow up, I'll turn the tables. When I grow up, I'll be stable. If there's anything that I've ever wanted to do in my life, I want to be something different. Something I can support myself with, but still have freedom. I want to work with color. I want to make a difference. I want so many things, but there's no job that fills what I want. I want to be a teacher. I want to be an artist. I want to be a clothing designer. I want to be an interior decorator. I want to be a parapsychologist. I want to be a rock star. I want to be an actress. I want to be a cadaver. |
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