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.

Comments

[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.