*leave yours in the comments maybe?
Before I get into the actual post, I got the best comment ever yesterday, from 'disturbed.' -
I had a sex dream about you last night. eew EEW.
(well not that you're gross, but a sex dream about someone you 'know', especially if you don't fancy them when you're awake...)
You had to leave halfway through to catch the bus for band practice.
where's the commitment?!
Totally the best bit is where I leave halfway through to catch the bus to band. I'm sorry, disturbed. I wouldn't actually do that. Probably. I might if we, like, had a big concert or something and I wasn't that into it anyway which I might not be because apparently you don't fancy me. Still. Comment of the month, even if you do have terrible taste in women.
Anyway, post - serious post - let's talk about Dreams. This is a really weird post for this blog but it's been annoying the crap out of me.
Has anyone else stopped sharing their Dreams with other people, because too often they laugh patronisingly and say, "Surely you're not really going to do that?" and then you kind of shrug and accept that no, you're not, and it was probably a bad idea, and everyone has a wee relieved laugh and then the Dream becomes a Joke and that is then end of that Dream? Because fuck that.
I have been thinking about things to do after I become bored of this job (which happened about a week and a half ago) but all the things which sound exciting to me are huge career changes and when I tell people they look at me like I am a dog which has just announced that it wants to be a fighter pilot. You know the look. It says, "I am having trouble believing that you seriously think you could pull that off, and pity you slightly for thinking it is possible." It is a look that makes my middle finger itchy but also a look which is quite confidence-eroding because you start thinking, maybe they are right! Maybe dogs are not meant to be fighter pilots! Maybe I should just keep hanging out in parks and peeing on bushes and this analogy has fallen over a bit but I think you see my point.
I held a brief survey amongst friends and apparently it's quite common that now you can't get excited about anything any more, because all of a sudden there will be a clusterfuck of people gathered around pointing their fingers and whispering, "Look at her! She really thinks she can be a doctor/teacher/racecar driver/astronaut/internet circus entrepreneur! Ha ha ha!" And, to be fair, the internet circus entrepreneur was kind of a retarded idea but that's not the point.
The point is that you shouldn't have to keep your Dreams a Secret so that people aren't mean about them. Here is the other point:
FUCK PEOPLE, BE YOUR DREAM.
(Unless you are 'disturbed.' In that case, I'm sorry but I can't be your dream because I really have to get to band practice.)