Started two weeks ago. I didn’t thought it could make me so happy to say that but it does. I’m incredibly happy and I hope it’ll work out.
Seriously, we all have dreams and they evolve with us as we grow older, smarter some might say. My biggest dreams didn’t change much since I was around 14-15 (I’m 26 today).
- I want to write and publish a book, and/or be able to make it become a movie.
- I want to work in the movie industry. Any work, even making coffee, I don’t care.
- I want to open a bar or a café (with my best friend) and call it “The Shelter” or “The Bus Stop” (it’s name being in french, it changes in english)
- I want to meet at least one of my favourite actors (and I have many)
- I want to visit Scotland and Russia and Japan and Canada
I don’t know what’s up with me today. I just can’t stop laughing at everything. This afternoon, I got up from my beloved chair to get something but due to a short memory loss, I forgot why I got up. So I sat back down and laughed at myself. Then I remembered.
But I get sick easily. Actually, I’m like sick all the time. Guess one can’t have everything, right?
Or anything too emotional or sentimental. I can’t control my tears. Lately, I cried like crazy watching A Monster In Paris.
-drawing (tho some liars might say I do have this one, don’t listen to them)
My mother and my aunt are both getting through hard times lately and I just have no idea how to relieve them from their sadness… :(
And no I didn’t forget about the 100 facts, I just don’t have much time to think about stupid facts these days.
Right now, I’m singing “Rien ne me changera” from Jonathan Cerrada. I haven’t sung it in years and yet I still remember the lyrics XD
For the french around here, you remember him? He won the Nouvelle Star in 2003 (thanks wikipedia, I also learned he’s only 3 months older than me). No I’m not a fan. I only like to sing and songs get stuck in my head, mostly these kind because most of them are based on the same rythmics and chords.
About singing, I actually sung in a choir for about 2-3 years. I left because the other girls were mostly bitches. My teacher always said I sung well but I don’t have a very wide “voice range”, meaning I can’t sing very high or very low. Sometimes, like for solos, he had to adapt the octave because I just couldn’t sing it.
There’s a lot of random things and some slash too.