1 year: I will be in Northern Virginia, maybe. Probably different apartment, maybe different roommates. I'll have some sort of job in editing or publishing, where I've moved up really fast because I am so smart. Hopefully, I will be happy still, and if I'm lucky, Alex and I will still be together. The future: it looks bright.
5 years: I'll either be married or engaged. Hopefully. I want to get married before thirty, so I can have a kick ass party. I don't think I could party as hard once thirty comes around (sorry if I offend, that's just an opinion of myself). I'm also not sure if all of my friends will still be in the area. Or if I will be for that matter. I may be overseas, depending what happens. I will certainly be successful in whatever profession I have settled down in, and I'll be raking in the big bucks. I'll have a house or something like that. And maybe a dog.
10 years: Wow, that's 32. 2007. Umm, definitely married. Definitely rich. Kid if I can afford a nanny. Only one though, and preferably a boy. I don't want some annoying girl-child like myself. That would suck. Perhaps I will have gone to grad school at some point and gotten my masters in advertising. That's only a 2-year (full time) program...That's a good goal. Maybe I'll actully look 21 by then. Or maybe not.
This is supposed to be canned, but it's not, so I'll fill you in on some stuff. Christmas was good. Got useful business clothes. Pretty necklace from Alex. I'm applying for jobs. Some look good. I hope to find one soon. We'll see. Like I said before, I am moving tomorrow. Maybe then this whole thing will hit me. Or maybe not. We'll see. I also went to another hockey game tonight. It was fun. And free. I got a puck too. I need to get out more...
later
erica
exande@maila.wm.edu
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