My brother is currently trying to bribe me into going to University next year. 50 bucks a week if I go. Sad thing is, I'm thinking about it. I always said I wouldn't go to uni, but i don't know. I need something to do next year other than bumming around in Wellington looking for acting jobs. I don't know if I could hack going uni after not studying seriously for so long. The Diploma I got last year was a seriously shitty course, no hard work involved at all (well, unless you count rehearsing and performing Hedda Gabler in under 4 weeks).
I'd still go to Wellington, Victoria University most likely. My friend Kent is up there doing Theatre Studies and I know Maggie is going up soon to join him, so it's not like I wouldn't know people up there.
Ah, why am I thinking about this? My brother is even trying to get me to start next semester. Well, I don't know if I could go this year or even would want to go. I'd have to take my Socks with me too, I couldn't leave my baby behind.
I hate deciding what to do with my life.
I'd still go to Wellington, Victoria University most likely. My friend Kent is up there doing Theatre Studies and I know Maggie is going up soon to join him, so it's not like I wouldn't know people up there.
Ah, why am I thinking about this? My brother is even trying to get me to start next semester. Well, I don't know if I could go this year or even would want to go. I'd have to take my Socks with me too, I couldn't leave my baby behind.
I hate deciding what to do with my life.
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But 50 bucks NZD isn't much of an incentive. That's my smoking habit per week in this place.