Just Something

So, I have a new years aim: I must try and write something on here at least once a fortnight. This probably won't happen, but I am going to try.

My brain has slightly run out of things to talk about, but on the other hand I have gotten some creative work done (woot, 5 paragraphs). So I have also decided that to make me keep my brain working I shall start to put up regularly (sort of) some of my story stuff. Now, I don't think of myself as a writer, it is just something I occasionally do, so if it doesn't make sense or seems odd or just isn't good well, its your choice as to whether you read it or not. I will have to spend some time figuring out what sections to put up, because since I have never written more than 10,000 words for a single piece there isn't anything you could call 'chapters' in any of them (and no being mean about the titles, none of them are official, looking at you Kat).

But since this is all to start after the new year has begun I should prob write something coherent and legible right now.

As a kid I thought so many things about what I would be like when I was an adult. So, as a 14 year old and younger this is what I thought my life would be like at 21:
I thought I would be a vet (eh, zoo arch is kinda like being a vet right?)
I thought I would be a poet (don't ask, I don't know where any of it is)
I thought I would be getting married (yeah, I know, tis laughable)
If I wasn't with someone then I would be living by myself in the most super awesome house ever (that I designed myself because I did architecture on the side)
I thought I would be well travelled (passport, must also get that done next year)
I thought I would hang out every weekend at some super awesome bar (grocery shopping counts as going out right?)
I thought I would wear high heels any where I wanted to (ouch, why did I think that was ever a good idea?)
I thought I would drink wine like a fancy person (it is so not as good as I thought it would be)
I thought I would have one of those cute little cars, preferably red (need license)
I thought I would have built up awesome self esteem but still have the ability to be all dark and brooding when need be (I succeeded at neither)
I thought I would be published, whether it be creative or academic (wow, I had really high expectations of myself)

Now, I'm not saying I have failed at life at 21, because I totally haven't, I just sucked at being realistic about what I can and can't do, and also about what I actually do and don't want to do, when I was a kid and wishing every thing about myself was better and most of all different. All up I thought I would have figured out life by 21.

I don't want you to think I am sad about all this. I'm not, I am mainly amused thinking back to what I thought being an adult was like. When you are 10 you just assume you will learn how to start relationships and start your dream career and learn how to like yourself (all of it). When you are 21 you sit there thinking, "did they forget to teach me something at school, I swear I missed something". It's not a bad thing. There are some things that I genuinely did miss getting taught at school, but there are somethings that I did get taught that have helped me.

I thought I would know everything I didn't know as a child when I grew up, if anything I am more naive than I was before (also less pretentious, I was a pretentious little child). Whether this is a good thing or not, I don't know, all I do know is that it is fine for me to not be what I thought I would be as a child.

Love you all
Milly