I've recently been putting a fair bit of thought into things that I want quite a bit.
I don't know why. I think it might have something to do with being on my final placement and coming to the end of nursing college and preparing to embrace the big and scary Adult World of independent living and stuff - or hoping to, anyway. Or maybe it's just because I've been basically doing without a whole heap of things for three damn years and I'm sick of it. Or maybe I'm an acquisitive bitch who wants to be a gold-digger but isn't thin or pretty enough for it. I don't know. Whatever the reason is, I've been thinking about it a fair amount recently.
I also want to update my journal and have nothing much to say, so have decided to talk about this on the grounds that it's marginally more interesting than going on about nothing. So, without further ado, I present to you the big list of stuff laila wants aside from an End To War and World Hunger and Peace on Earth and goodwill to all men...
Do you think I should become a camwhore?
Also, I have an
isotype post I want to finish up. Well, finish to the point I can post it and then I'm going to write some more since the guys have split up. I'd like to go do that now, but if I tried to write anything now it would be - and how can I put this nicely? - kind of shitty. I couldn't manage to write much on the bus, which is a sure sign that things just weren't going well...
I don't know why. I think it might have something to do with being on my final placement and coming to the end of nursing college and preparing to embrace the big and scary Adult World of independent living and stuff - or hoping to, anyway. Or maybe it's just because I've been basically doing without a whole heap of things for three damn years and I'm sick of it. Or maybe I'm an acquisitive bitch who wants to be a gold-digger but isn't thin or pretty enough for it. I don't know. Whatever the reason is, I've been thinking about it a fair amount recently.
I also want to update my journal and have nothing much to say, so have decided to talk about this on the grounds that it's marginally more interesting than going on about nothing. So, without further ado, I present to you the big list of stuff laila wants aside from an End To War and World Hunger and Peace on Earth and goodwill to all men...
- A proper job.
- A new computer.
- To finish 'Seuche'.
- To write the million and one other Youji x Ken fics I'm planning.
- To write an original novel.
- A kitty.
- A
sexlove life. - My own place.
- New clothes.
- Sleep.
Hopefully as a nurse, God, my grades and the current NHS staffing crisis being willing (trust me to be entering the workforce when the Health Service is doing the old MASS LAYOFFS thing - go me), but frankly I'll take whatever I get while I wait for the vacancy to arise. Anyway. I want a job. First off on a general surgical ward, then in a general OR, then in a cardiac OR. That's this week's plan.
My poor old computer is six years old and still running Windows 98. I've met toasters with more memory. It needs to be retired. To that end I want a shiny new computer with lots of memory so I can download cool anime eps and watch it repeatedly and store lots of mp3s.
I love that fic of mine. I really, really do. I desperately want to finish it in a way that will do justice to it, because I feel like I'm not spending anywhere near enough time giving it the care and love that an old, overworked plot bunny requires to reach its full potential. In an ideal world I'd get lots of money and take a year out and just write every day, but I've got far more sense than to do that. Plus, I write more when I am at work when I do when I'm not. Something about the inverse ratio between the free time one has to hand and the free time one spends wisely, I think...
Because Weiss fiction in general and Youji x Ken slash in particular is made of many kinds of love and win. And also I'd like my brain back.
All I need is a plot bunny. Or rather, another plot bunny to breed with the lonely little origfic plotbunny I have and spawn many baby plotbunnies that will combine into Mecha-Plotbunny and DEVOUR MY CREATIVE SOUL.
No. Two kitties. And I will call them
'Nuff said.
I'm tired of living with people. I want to be independent. Properly independent. I want to own couches and tables and shit. I want to have a living room that is mine and has my things in. I want to have a bathroom that is only used by me and I want my own bedroom and I want to not feel like I'm trespassing on someone else's space. Also my landlady has started to mother me and while it's nice to feel like someone cares, I'm a grown adult. I'm almost twenty-four. Besides, if I wanted mothering I'd move back in with my parents.
Because I have barely bought any new clothes for three goddamned years and I'm absolutely sick of wearing the same things over and over and over. Why? Because it's boring. I want different things to wear from day to day so I feel rather more interesting to myself.
Yes. Sleep good. Ugh. Going to fall asleeep at keyboaguyqeryewe9pu hfdiu\h.
Do you think I should become a camwhore?
Also, I have an
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