What the fuck do you want to do with that thing you call your life?
 

Yeah, so that's a fairly straightforward question: What is it you want to do by the time you finally expire? I suppose some people are happy with raising children, while others want to do something so that people know they existed. Others just want to lead a happy life, whatever that is. Hell, there might even be the occasional borderline crazy who went into molecular biology in college with the hope of somehow figuring out how to live forever.

So what is it you hope to do?

I want to be a rock superstar, be a published writer, be able to speak five languages and have a sockload of money.

But, I think I'll settle for my master's degree and a decent-sized family.

whoo...
I don't really know. I've thought about it, and there are some things that I would like to do that are out of the scope of reality (like beat the time record for climbing Mt. Everest [8hr 19 min]) and then there are some things that I know I have to do to have a fulfilled life...namely having kids, and working to make the world a better place. As for my personal goals...well...I don't want to get ahead of my self. I only know that I want to work hard and save money so I can travel.

travel? what for? you can pretty much see the whole freakin world while sitting on the couch.

Yeah, I'm trying to be nice here, but you're so wrong it hurts. You can see scenery, you an learn about the people of the world, you can even learn how to live wherever you'd like with whomever you'd like, but if you think that's really experiencing the world...

Well, you're an idiot. You'll never meet the people of this great wide world from your couch, you'll never find any real connection with them through your TV. You can't shake any hands, or share any drinks, while sitting down. If all you want to see in your life are the four walls that surround you now, then someone has lied to you about what exactly "this life" is. That, or you're a total moron.

But this is all off topic, and for that I apologize. I'll get back o nthe wagon now.

I want to do everything. I want to get so drunk I forget a whole portion of the week, and I want to taken part in things so ridiculous during that week that even I would balk while sober. That takes care of a few things. For the rest of the time though? I always wanted to skydive, bungie, wrestle a bear, be a wise old man, pull a Robin Hood, stand up for something right, forgive and forget, and be at peace with myself.

I also want to be a rockstar, and a published writer, and an astronaut, and a leader. Those will be a little harder though, take a little more time. It'll happen though, I'm convinced. I guess a family would be nice too, but that's actually pretty low on the list, believe it or not. Thanks for asking.

Become a teacher, travel some of the world, such as Asia and Europe, settle down somewhere in the world for a while, then come back to Canada. Have kids, race dirt cars, own a track possibly. Then retire in Vancouver, BC.

Travel the world, mainly Europe and Asia. This is something that I have always wanted to do.
Having a family doesn't really appeal to me at the minute, but one day, maybe.

Nothing much else I can think of at the minute.

I want to be a rockstar. I seriously need to start making steps towards that goal.

If that doesn't work out, I'd be happy working as a translator or on a Localization team at a game company.

I want to visit Rio de Janeiro and Japan. I want to write and publish an anthology of short stories. I want to make some documentaries. I want to run my own online comic book shop.

I have a pretty straightforward plan... get a degree in education, become a teacher so I have some kind of stable job/salary, and then take whatever professional performing gigs I can - acting, singing, whatever. Maybe do some novel-writing. Love the stage, and love corrupting the minds of today's youth.

Hooray responsibility! Hooray beautiful beer!

Accumulate knowledge and play a fuckton of video games.

I want to be a surgeon.

No seriously...

I don't really care about being famous, I just want to get through med school and get my career started. Sometimes learning takes too long.

I want to live it.

Do you want to get up and get out, too?

Write a bunch [novels, essays, plays, libretti, screenplays, liner notes, New Yorker articles, instruction manuals, etc.], and maybe own and run a non-for-profit publishing house that royally pampers its writers, myself included.

Oh, and if by some freak accident I also get to play a solo concert of the Rachmaninoff piano concerto no. 3 in Carnegie Hall, with the Bartok sonata, some Medtner Skazki, some Rzewski, Shostakovich and Scriabin in the second half of the program, with the live recording going on into posterity to be cited as revolutionary interpretations... well, then I'd probably seizure with happiness and spend the rest of my days in a mental asylum laughing uncontrollably.

I often ask myself this question, and, I'm often asked by other people as well. Primarily my dad asks me as to what my plans are with the remainder of my life.

Well, I don't know. I can't figure anything out, and I really don't have any desires at the moment pertaining to such a topic. As important as I've been told it to be, I'm at a point of uncaringness.

I'm currently in college trying to figure out what major to pursue. In a sense, I am secretly looking for something easy to tackle. Maybe it's sheer laziness, but I'm not up for tackling 25 page papers to write up. (Exaggerating of course). My dad tells me I possess artistic talent. I find cooking, piano playing, listening to music, drawing/painting, and being so damn organized to be somewhat enjoyable. I've never actually posted anything on these forums, so no one can actually confirm my talents. But, if you've ever read my chocojournal, I have made several music requests and just recently posted a bunch of instrumental junk. (Though, all wiped out now. Due to some new resolution).

What am I doing now? Studying BMS. Bio Molecular Science. Why? Because of how well I did in one stupid Chemistry course during my Sophmore year in high school. Is that a significant cause to fuel any hopes of pursuing a major in BMS? No. I used to believe it was. I used to believe that I had some kind of knack in science. That all crumbled upon completing my spring semester last May. Failed Chemistry, failed my intro class to Chemical & Biological Engineering, and still as hopeless and lost as ever.

So, what do I do now? I really wouldn't know. Before the board crash last March, I used to reply to topics in The Quiet Place involving problems other members have been having. Real life problems, academic, and other things in quite a variety of subjects. I don't know how many of you may even remember my old user name: JGK150, but thats what I went by before. To my surprise, many members found my advice extremely helpful. Several have even looked up my AIM info in my profile and sought more advice. So, could this maybe be something I can consider for a future career path? Maybe. But at the moment, I'm feeling lazy. So, where are all the easy things?

Streetsweeping!


I honestly have no idea right now, because setting goals I won't reach'll just put me into a mid-life crisis (or at least make it worse).

I'd like to think I'd lose my stage-fright, be more of an aggressive/outgoing person, and learn to play the drums fluently (as opposed to not at all), and get in a meaningful relationship with a beautiful women that won't find me boring after a year, but I tend to think realistically.

Wow that sounded pretty angsty...I plan on accomplishing *some* shit, hopefully start a family, but aside from that im blank, and honestly I don't really think I should have much planned out just out of high school.

I want to get a job in Computer Networking (Going to college right now, hopefully studying for certification within six months), move somewhere nicer, and live well and secure. Maybe in that order, maybe no.

I want to travel, possibly write a book, learn another language, hold at least one piano concert, and raise a family.

I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of it at the moment.

Whatever motivates me, makes me.
In other words, if I am compelled to do something, I will do it.

Having goals and achieving them is something I'm compelled to do, sure. Do I have goals? Yes, we all have goals. Even if it is to die.
However my goals are not related to dying; my goals are to live my life in the way I see fit.
Ergo, to live it.

Ban him - he said Ergo.

My bad, I was getting all philosophical like so I felt obligated to. :(

Yup. Sex with strangers and vandalism and vomiting are certainly some of the more precious things in life to experience.

Or did you mean you want "get so drunk that I sit around and play videogames with my other drunk friends"? Because you're trying to make it sound a lot more meaningful than it really is.

I'd like to become a writer of fiction. I'm not sure, but I think short stories would be ideal. Every time I work on this one novel idea, I stop because I realize I need to go back and fix something. I rarely go fix that item. It would be nice to write comics, but since I don't have an artist to draw my ideas, that prospect goes nowhere.

So, since I rarely devote myself to a story, I'm studying to become a teacher of mathematics. I heard in high school that such things are needed.