im going to make a comic based around a group of musicians who are really super heroes and i shall call it "the human league"
"tell me when i will, will i, will i see you again? i heard myself asking yet another time. Kelly took a life time searching for the bottom line and it was getting ridiculously tedius waiting for her. I wasnt into searching, because i was doing fine, i wasnt into fighting, chasing,sweating, slaving, fretting or racing. and pretty much and waste of effort isnt part of my design" that's waht i have so far, it is the first chapter in the first comic, this edition will be called "tell me when, i need to kill the beast from nowhere"
I wish to work in an unemployment office when I grow up. Just so I can sit behind a desk all day rediculing people who have no job. Erm... no... that would be a bit cruel, not really my kind of humor anyway, although a lot of mine is slightly dark to begin with. I really don't know. I care somewhat... but I mean, I like helping people... but I really... I really don't know. I have a confused life because I.... I really can't explain. The main thing being, I love music and a lot of you know I do, I just can't see myself heading down that path and being able to take it seriously. I don't like a lot of people, yet I don't like myself. I'd love to get into psychology, yet I think psychologist are money grubbing dickheads who reeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllly couldn't give a flying fuck, yet I seem to tell myself I need one of those money grubbing bastards to "help" me. I could see myself do...... I don't know. Sometimes, I just can't stand where I am in life, the fact that people ask, yet they really... it's hard to explain to people, but easy to tell myself.
Just make sure that the band The Human League is fine with you stealing their name. I plan on either being a professor of philosophy or working for the Park Service.
I'm gonna be a teacher..... unless i go mad and go on a hippy-murder rampage... killing every person i see wearing hemp or hugging a tree... before that...
i'm going to be a psychologist. but i'm not going to charge a ton. i don't want money. i want to live being a friend to all. .... of course i might get killed for wearing hemp before then, but aye, whatever man.
Im an actress, but Id like to try being a ceramicsmaker, and have my own little store. and make some groovy windchimes and things like that. A writer..
If i wanted a job ( which i dont want one ) i wouldnt get a job that pays alot of cash man, Money is overrated, People with money become greedy assholes. and only think for them selves, not others Isnt That soo beautiful
GOOD LUCK SURVIVING IN THE REAL WORLD!, ya filthy hippy I would love to become either a teacher , journalist, author, or blues musician, hmm whatever comes first i guess
Money is not inherantly evil. It depends on how you use it. It's not money that makes people greedy--back in the days of trade people were still greedy, just about different things. You can't say that all people with money are greedy assholes who only think for themselves, what about all the world's philanthropists? Even Bill Gates started the Bill Gates Foundation. And you could say he did it to improve his image, but so what? Money, like the human mind, can be used for good or for bad. But if you don't have it, you can't do either. -Kate
Wow, many "teacher-wanna-be's" here. I want to be a teacher as well, I'd love to teach English in some high school or college or something of that kind; I'd love to volunteer in the third world before that, too. Love, Borut