I don't know, dad. I have some ideas, though. If you'd like to hear them. It's weird -- I always thought I'd be an artist. But the world is changing and so am I. Things are different then when I was 3, sitting at the kitchen table drawing endlessly my fingers were coated with marker and pen.
I've got three ideas; Realistic, semi-realistic, and a dream I've always had been never thought possible. Maybe it is possible; but every dream needs a lot of work.
The realistic: Teacher. Lately I've been feeling like I've been guided in that direction. I'm not saying I want that or don't want it, but it definitely isn't my first choice. I'm not great with kids. :P
Semi Realistic: Artist, of course. But I feel like I can only go so far with that. And then once I burn out on creativity, which happens to me pretty often, I'm done. And that's just scary. But art is something I love. Something I'll never give up no matter what I do.
Dream: Singer/drummer. God I want this one so much. I've always loved singing. But I'm not too good. And playing the drums. I'm in the school marching band. Or, at least I was until they canceled band at my school. :( I played the snare drum and it was so much fun. I guess I just want to be in a band. Now that was that by itself all along; in a band. But why? My Chemical Romance kind of showed me that I already had the right reasons to want to do it. (And I WANT to.) To express myself and show people what I can do. Only problem is...I don't know what I can do. It's...confusing.
That's what I would have told my dad if I had the guts and the time. Instead, I said 'I don't know.'. And in all honesty, I don't.
But the future is bulletproof....
