See, in high school I got hella good grades and people were always telling me I was so best and one day I was gonna be real successful and shit, and I was like "I am just doing very slightly above average, I just look good cause everyone else at the school is subpar!"
and now that I'm out in college, and soon to be the real world, I realize that I'm not really great at any one thing
there is no single thing that when people think "who is good at x?" they realize that "oh yeah, Graham is good at x" (for that is my name)
I do not have a thing, I am just sort of here, doing stuff
I have no passion for anything I'm doing right now! I have to force myself to give a shit about school, I don't have any hobbies that I really give a damn about, I don't feel at home in the city where I go to school or the town where I went to high school and where my family still lives
I don't care about anything, and it sucks
Just do what I did. Drop out of university, work a dead end job for a year and realise that that's all you've got ahead of you for the rest of your life if you don't get some kind of qualification, and discover untapped depths of passion for not being an abject failure at any cost. Then return to university and try and do it properly this time.
See, in high school I got hella good grades and people were always telling me I was so best and one day I was gonna be real successful and shit, and I was like "I am just doing very slightly above average, I just look good cause everyone else at the school is subpar!"
and now that I'm out in college, and soon to be the real world, I realize that I'm not really great at any one thing
there is no single thing that when people think "who is good at x?" they realize that "oh yeah, Graham is good at x" (for that is my name)
I do not have a thing, I am just sort of here, doing stuff
I have no passion for anything I'm doing right now! I have to force myself to give a shit about school, I don't have any hobbies that I really give a damn about, I don't feel at home in the city where I go to school or the town where I went to high school and where my family still lives
I don't care about anything, and it sucks
Just do what I did. Drop out of university, work a dead end job for a year and realise that that's all you've got ahead of you for the rest of your life if you don't get some kind of qualification, and discover untapped depths of passion for not being an abject failure at any cost. Then return to university and try and do it properly this time.
Wow.
Replace a year with 3ish and that's what I'm shooting for this fall.
In my defense I was completely fucking burned out at the end of 2007.
As to what I would like to do: Finish my Genetics BSc, get a job somewhere in the ballpark of what I was studying, which I can fit in with an Honours project, complete a doctorate, become a tenured professor.
Ideally I'd like to crotch-rock the face of science as we know it in the process, but really as long as I can make some modest contributions to human knowledge I'll be happy.
Right now I'm working towards being an actor or director. I have a ton of college theater experience, and I've even had a few paid gigs (for acting and directing, woo). I'm trying to make the transition to full-time actor, but it's kind of a big cliff I'll be stepping off of, I've got a pretty secure, decently paying job right now. But, I'm taking an acting class, got some headshots made, getting them printed up, reading Stanislavski and Uta Hagen, just getting all kinds of ready. Bought a camera and tripod, maybe make some short films if I can come up with some good ideas.
Alternate career if that doesn't work out: Go to law school, become an intellectual property lawyer. I took the lsat last year, got a 160, but decided that I'd be happier trying to be an actor, even if I don't get paid as much. Maybe try for judgeship at some point.
Alternate alternate career - stick with where I am, computer programming. Maybe try to make a game or something.
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alright duders
I just got back from the dentist, had a wisdom tooth pulled
it SUCKED
I couldn't afford anything other than the free local anesthesia so it was kinda painful and hells of uncomfortable
it was a lot of pushing my tooth around and cutting a little and then ripping it out with forceps, it was hells of surreal. Like if someone drugged you up so you couldn't really feel most of the pain but could still feel pressure and slowly pulled your arm off. You sit there thinking "hey now you are doing something should you be doing it I dunno man wooah"
I am apparently immune to vicodin, it seems
so he gave me percocet, which he told me to take a double of every 4 hours or as needed for pain
which isn't doing a whole lot. I might have to go back and get something stronger
what the FUCK why am I immune to painkillers
work on monday, I need the money so I hope I can go sans painkillers, as I'm not allowed to work on them
he SAYS I should get the other 3 out
but at 250 a pop I think I'll wait it out seeing as though they're not giving me any problems
especially the top 2, his reasoning was "hey if they keep growing they'll touch your lower gums and infect them.. somehow"
but overall, wasn't a TERRIBLE experience, I can think of a million more things worse
and apparently 250 total for a consult, xray, extraction and follow up is a sweet deal
run a college or university and make pretty good bank while also helping people thereby get an education and pull this country out of the shitter hopefully
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I'd like to go into journalism or become a published writer of some persuasion, but I know better then to bank on that so I'm ready to work in a cubicle until I die.
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I was gonna spend this weekend either
1) sleeping and playing xbox
2) going to see my mom. this one looks less likely every hour. I'd rather be in pain here than there. Maybe I could sell my leftover vicodin to my little brother
how much could I get for like 15 vicodin
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What strength are they? If they're 3.5/500mg then they're worth like two or three bucks. Percoset is worth more.
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they're 7.5/750
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Those're the nice ones and you could sell those for at least five dollars a pop.
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5 dollars a PILL
oh my godddddddddddd yesssssss
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I mean, the average person only really needs two of those to get dicked up. I'd take about three and be more then be good for like six hours.
in 2018 I hope to be the owner of a small design studio staffed by people much more talented than me, swooping in twice a week to talk shit with my employees and art direct a photoshoot for a big name band album cover, spending most of my time looking after my son and daughter while my wife rehearses for an upcoming symphony.
in 2018 I will probably be a midweight mac-monkey, working at a local newspaper with a boss like Jonah Jameson, going home nightly to look at photos of my wife and ask myself why she had to kill herself 6 months after our wedding.
I want to end up writing for a major network television show, or author of a reasonably successful series of novels. Alternatively, playing trumpet in a successful swing band.
it was a lot of pushing my tooth around and cutting a little and then ripping it out with forceps, it was hells of surreal. Like if someone drugged you up so you couldn't really feel most of the pain but could still feel pressure and slowly pulled your arm off. You sit there thinking "hey now you are doing something should you be doing it I dunno man wooah"
ha haa, I know this feeling. When I was younger I had some of my front teeth out, not my canines, but right next to them, they were all smushed together (this is why now, I don't need to have my wisdom teeth out, it left enough space). They gave me gas and local anesthetic, but I woke up before they really got started. Yeah, it's a really bizarre feeling to hear the crack of the nerve endings and feel the tooth being pulled out, but not hurt at all.
I still have those teeth in a drawer somewhere, actually. I should do something with them. Make a necklace.
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i will be happy if i can make it through my life without being fucking retarded.
Just do what I did. Drop out of university, work a dead end job for a year and realise that that's all you've got ahead of you for the rest of your life if you don't get some kind of qualification, and discover untapped depths of passion for not being an abject failure at any cost. Then return to university and try and do it properly this time.
They're the one constantly going, "Yeah, shit sucks now. But it's gonna be better when I wake up."
That is pretty dang optimistic.
Wow.
Replace a year with 3ish and that's what I'm shooting for this fall.
As to what I would like to do: Finish my Genetics BSc, get a job somewhere in the ballpark of what I was studying, which I can fit in with an Honours project, complete a doctorate, become a tenured professor.
Ideally I'd like to crotch-rock the face of science as we know it in the process, but really as long as I can make some modest contributions to human knowledge I'll be happy.
Alternate career if that doesn't work out: Go to law school, become an intellectual property lawyer. I took the lsat last year, got a 160, but decided that I'd be happier trying to be an actor, even if I don't get paid as much. Maybe try for judgeship at some point.
Alternate alternate career - stick with where I am, computer programming. Maybe try to make a game or something.
I just got back from the dentist, had a wisdom tooth pulled
it SUCKED
I couldn't afford anything other than the free local anesthesia so it was kinda painful and hells of uncomfortable
it was a lot of pushing my tooth around and cutting a little and then ripping it out with forceps, it was hells of surreal. Like if someone drugged you up so you couldn't really feel most of the pain but could still feel pressure and slowly pulled your arm off. You sit there thinking "hey now you are doing something should you be doing it I dunno man wooah"
I am apparently immune to vicodin, it seems
so he gave me percocet, which he told me to take a double of every 4 hours or as needed for pain
which isn't doing a whole lot. I might have to go back and get something stronger
what the FUCK why am I immune to painkillers
work on monday, I need the money so I hope I can go sans painkillers, as I'm not allowed to work on them
he SAYS I should get the other 3 out
but at 250 a pop I think I'll wait it out seeing as though they're not giving me any problems
especially the top 2, his reasoning was "hey if they keep growing they'll touch your lower gums and infect them.. somehow"
but overall, wasn't a TERRIBLE experience, I can think of a million more things worse
and apparently 250 total for a consult, xray, extraction and follow up is a sweet deal
When I got all four out at once I was laid up for three bleary awful days. Eat pudding.
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1) sleeping and playing xbox
2) going to see my mom. this one looks less likely every hour. I'd rather be in pain here than there. Maybe I could sell my leftover vicodin to my little brother
how much could I get for like 15 vicodin
oh my godddddddddddd yesssssss
Jesus Christ, Pipe!
how did you do that
are you a wizard
ha haa, I know this feeling. When I was younger I had some of my front teeth out, not my canines, but right next to them, they were all smushed together (this is why now, I don't need to have my wisdom teeth out, it left enough space). They gave me gas and local anesthetic, but I woke up before they really got started. Yeah, it's a really bizarre feeling to hear the crack of the nerve endings and feel the tooth being pulled out, but not hurt at all.
I still have those teeth in a drawer somewhere, actually. I should do something with them. Make a necklace.
Well, I have lots of ideas but I don't really have the decisiveness or the personal motivation to buckle down and choose something.
Sometimes I wish that I could hire someone to make my decisions for me.
Bottle of scotch a day and I'm yours.
This basically happens to me all of the time.
buy a magic eightball
BAM
next question
stuff
I love making stuff
Look, I'm going to level with you. I don't know the first thing about scotch.
beyond that no real plan
oh and I want a border collie
And yet you want me to trust you with my decisions!
I'll get back to this thread once I've heard back from law schools
fuck me I have to do my FAFSA, stat.
You can be kind of a dick.
But yeah, it was kind of shocking, actually.
Look, as long as your decisions don't involve scotch I see nothing wrong with this arrangement.
And write some books.