16 days.
In 16 days my life as a student will be over.
I'm not that happy. In fact, I'm worried.
No, worried isn't good enough to express how i feel. I'm PARANOID .
What if I don't get a job? Most of my good friends are going back for good end of this year, then who am I going to hangout with next year? Will I find friends like them again? How about money? In a short time my parents will ask me to rely on myself for expenses. WHERE THE HELL can I get those extra cash to buy the things that I want? What if no graphic design firm find my works interesting? What if everything falls apart? What if... what if... what if..........................
I hate goodbyes as much as I hate a new beginning. But I dislike everything that doesn't change either. It gets boring.
The only thing that excites me from graduating is when I can finally find a job that makes me wear those sexy secretary outfit and seduce the hot boss and get pay raise as a thank you.........................
Hahah. Just kidding. I'll seduce my own man at home, then as a return he'll wash the dishes for me. :P
I'm also excited to finally be able to make money to fulfill my dreams. There are my dreams:
- I'm gonna oraganise a gig for ALL Indo-melbournians rock bands. This is a straight edge rock gig. There's NO RnB or pop allowed, no acoustic... if there;s no distortion then you can fuck off. There will be auditions. And those that we don't like will be rejected in the most unreasonable manner, such as: "oh I'm sorry, you've got three guitarists... you're not accepted."
- I'm gonna buy that bar in Croft Ln/Pl/whatever... called Kroft Institute. Cos it's lookin' baaad, when I think it has the potential to look so damn good. And I'm gonna turn it to something waaaaaaay cooler. The bartenders will wear bloody nurse outfits, music: goth industrial, the shots will be drank out of testtubes... and I'm thinking of a cool way to drink the beer and cocktails. hmmm. If I cant buy kroft institute then I'm gonna open it in other place.
- I'm gonna have my own clothing line and toys. :D :D
Now... I CAN'T WAIT to graduate.
I'm not that happy. In fact, I'm worried.
No, worried isn't good enough to express how i feel. I'm PARANOID .
What if I don't get a job? Most of my good friends are going back for good end of this year, then who am I going to hangout with next year? Will I find friends like them again? How about money? In a short time my parents will ask me to rely on myself for expenses. WHERE THE HELL can I get those extra cash to buy the things that I want? What if no graphic design firm find my works interesting? What if everything falls apart? What if... what if... what if..........................
I hate goodbyes as much as I hate a new beginning. But I dislike everything that doesn't change either. It gets boring.
The only thing that excites me from graduating is when I can finally find a job that makes me wear those sexy secretary outfit and seduce the hot boss and get pay raise as a thank you.........................
Hahah. Just kidding. I'll seduce my own man at home, then as a return he'll wash the dishes for me. :P
I'm also excited to finally be able to make money to fulfill my dreams. There are my dreams:
- I'm gonna oraganise a gig for ALL Indo-melbournians rock bands. This is a straight edge rock gig. There's NO RnB or pop allowed, no acoustic... if there;s no distortion then you can fuck off. There will be auditions. And those that we don't like will be rejected in the most unreasonable manner, such as: "oh I'm sorry, you've got three guitarists... you're not accepted."
- I'm gonna buy that bar in Croft Ln/Pl/whatever... called Kroft Institute. Cos it's lookin' baaad, when I think it has the potential to look so damn good. And I'm gonna turn it to something waaaaaaay cooler. The bartenders will wear bloody nurse outfits, music: goth industrial, the shots will be drank out of testtubes... and I'm thinking of a cool way to drink the beer and cocktails. hmmm. If I cant buy kroft institute then I'm gonna open it in other place.
- I'm gonna have my own clothing line and toys. :D :D
Now... I CAN'T WAIT to graduate.
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