a dream deferred

[grubbytap]

Well, I am quite disgruntled.

School is mostly over. All that's left is graduation and beach week and then party, party, party, right?

NO!

My benevolent kindly father has decided that I can only go to Pratt if I switch to their Architecture program. So now not only do I have to say goodbye to those dreams of writing for the next four years, I also have to go to upstate NY with my dad and my uncle so that my uncle can help me make an art portfolio while the two of them work some more on our shanty shack.

So thusly I will miss graduation.

(NEVERMIND on that bit! YAY!)

The only way I can describe this is bogus. Utterly and unthinkably bogus.

I will be one of those adults who just sit around and regret that they didn't have the balls to stand up to their dad thirty years ago. Completely miserable.

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[dru-plus-spike.livejournal.com]

That is so messed up. You have to stand up to your dad if you don't want to be like one of those adults (i.e. me.) You have to live with your decisions, not your parents, and if you don't do something it will torment you for the rest of your life.

[grubby-tap.livejournal.com]

Mm. The problem with writing is it might be great fun going to school to do it, but what comes next? I'd hate to get stuck writing ads or something for the rest of my life. That's one thing that appeals to me about architecture--I'll probably end up actually doing something in architecture.

Still, it is going to be very...insane. Sigh. At least if I hate it, he promised me I can switch back.

[dru-plus-spike.livejournal.com]

Well, colleges have lots of career centers that can guide you to the right career paths. Plus, some of my friends channelled their internships into work. My roommate majored in theater, the most impractical major ever outside of philosophy. She got an internship with the New Group theater group and from there she got hired by the Abbingdon theatre and worked up from assistant stage manager to stage manager. Now she's a member of Equity, has insurance, and gets pretty steady work.
But in the end, it comes down to control. Once you turn 18, your parents really can't tell you what to do and you have to do what's best for your life, not what makes them comfortable. You may even end up estranged from them--I didn't talk to my dad from the time I was 16 until I was 20 (It helped that my parents were divorced.) It sucked, but I needed to assert my independence as an independent person. But in the end, you have to make your own mistakes, not the mistakes that your parents want you to make.

[grubby-tap.livejournal.com]

But in the end, you have to make your own mistakes, not the mistakes that your parents want you to make.

Hear, hear! Anyway, I figure I'll just be as positive about architecture as I can be--who knows, I might like it--and if worst comes to worst, I will drop out and do writing instead.

[noiris.livejournal.com]

I get so nervous when I start thinking about epik future life plans and whatnot, and hearing you talk about epik future life plans and whatnot makes me nervous. XD I iz nervous phor you! Feel the love nervousness! ♥

(NEVERMIND on that bit! YAY!)

I will be one of those adults who just sit around and regret that they didn't have the balls to stand up to their dad thirty years ago. Completely miserable.

...Which means you DID stand up to him, right? :D

[grubby-tap.livejournal.com]

I wish. No, it just means I don't have to make a portfolio, so i don't have to go on this silly trip and miss graduation. Whew.

I guess it won't be so bad. Y'know, one of my life's ambitions has always been to live in a really cool elaborate house with tons of secret passageways and nooks and crannies. Now I can make my own! Well, er, not now, obviously, like in 10 years or something...?

Also, worry not about epik future plans. They will work themselves out somehow. Trust in a smoothly running universe. Even if EVERYTHING AROUND YOU points to the contrary. ^_____^ You are very bright and lovely and you will blaze trails and such nice things.

[noiris.livejournal.com]

Jeez, yeah, it wouldn't be nice to miss such a moment. And soon you'll be hearing, "Speech! Speech! Speech!" XD

When I rule the world -- which will also be in ten... Martian years... *cough* -- I shall force my slaves to build it for you! :D You need only to hand over the blueprints. XD

;_; You're so kind. But don't worry, nothing will point to the contrary and everything will go according to plan (I've always wanted to say that...), as I just had a conversation with another person about how much of a manipulative bitch I am. XD Though hooray for blazing trails of niceness!

[grubby-tap.livejournal.com]

Manipulative bitch? Geez. Call them a pickled rottweiler. That ought to get them!

Man, I can't wait till ten Martian years have gone by. Things will be sweeeet.

[noiris.livejournal.com]

Oh, no, I take it as a compliment! :D :D :D But I'll totally add picked rottweiler to my list of insults. XD

Yes, but by then, than bloke from the future who is capable of controlling time will have come to us by then and HE will rule the world. Dammit. I'll just have to con him into letting me second-in-command. XD

[grubby-tap.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, that guy! I forgot to figure him into my calculations of the future. Hmm. You'll have to seduce his time-travelling secrets out of him, throw him off a cliff, and then you can be FIRST in command.

[abster226.livejournal.com]

poor anahit. just write a best seller and make millions and be like HA! parental figures i told you writing was awesome! i believe in you and when your at the top remember the little people who read your fic and original stuff and get them published because by then you'll have mad connections and be able to help the little people meaning me :D

[grubby-tap.livejournal.com]

Come now! George Orwell once said, "A man with no spine is no man at all. Merely a communist." You will probably have much less trouble getting your stuff out there than I do.