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R. ([personal profile] azaya) wrote2010-02-03 11:49 pm
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A meme. Because I can, and there's not a lot else I can do until my computer is fixed. Speaking of, my gentleman friend has decided that it is his duty as my gentleman friend to provide me with new computer parts. I am amenable to this. Maybe this time fixing my computer will actually happen.

But! In the meantime? Memeage.

Then: February 2000

Age: 11
Romantic status: Single. Um, I was eleven?
Occupation: School.
Fun night out: Out? I didn't go out. I had fun nights in, sometimes.
My BFFs: Maggie and Michelle.
I spent way too much time: Up in my head.
I didn't spend enough time: In the real world. At least that's what I was told. I, personally, didn't give a shit and still don't.
I wanted to be when I grew up: A writer.
Biggest concern: Whether the printer had run out of ink. I used to print out my stories (which tended to be between forty and fifty single-spaced pages) and take them to school to entertain my friends.
What my biggest concern should have been: Doing my schoolwork. Even now, though, I don't really regret all the time I spent fucking off.
Where I lived: Northeast Ohio.
Dumbest thing I did that year: I didn't start doing stupid stuff until the next year.
If I could go back now and talk to myself I would say: "Hey, stupid. That guy you're gonna make friends with next year? Make friends. Don't get a crush on him. That is going to end SO BADLY."


Now: February

Age: 21
Romantic status: Taken.
Occupation: Unpaid writer, part-time model.
Fun night out: I still don't really go "out" as such. A fun night for me is multiplayer Diablo 2.
My BFFs: Maggie, [personal profile] beescratch, [personal profile] pooklet, and [personal profile] petitchat.
I spend way too much time: On the computer, up in my head. I don't think the latter's ever gonna change.
I don't spend enough time: Writing. I do write, but not nearly as much as I should.
I want to be when I grow up: A writer!
Biggest concern: Finding a more reliable job. Getting paid to have my picture taken is swell, but it's not steady work.
What my biggest concern should be: I think finding a better job is a pretty adult concern, don't you?
Where I live: Northeast Ohio.
Dumbest thing I have done this year: I haven't really done anything dumb yet, but it's only February. Give me some time.
What I think I would say to myself in 10 years: To make a conservative guess, probably something along the lines of what a dolt I was and that I wasted my life.