Growth
My vehicle of choice? A van. I want to paint it. Make it say happy things or just have happy images. I don’t want it to be crazy or say tons of liberal things. And I’m anti-bumper sticker so none of those. Just colours and swirls and maybe a “have a nice day” written on it. I’m into that stuff and it allows for road trips. People can call me a hippy as they pass, that’s fine by me…. at the very least I know it’ll make people laugh because they found it funny, and then I can live my life knowing I’m making people laugh everyday.
I don’t know if I want to be married or not, or if I want kids or not, but if I end up pregnant, I’m gonna be the best mom in the entire world. I’ll probably spoil my kid but I’ll make sure they know they’re lucky to even have food on the table. I’ll be their confidante. I’ll work with them on their studies (unlike most parents, I probably won’t forget what I’m learning considering how hard I work on my studies, plus I keep all my notes. Yeah, I’m lame.)
I want to go to many concerts. I want to travel. I want to shop locally and support the local economy. I want to volunteer.
I think I’m going to aim for working in politics because a kind person who means what they say seriously needs to have some influence on how things work. I may not agree with everybody on how to run things but all I want to do is help everybody. Those less fortunate, those more fortunate, everybody. I just want to help. I feel like it’s my “calling” or some crap. And whether or not people agree with my goals, I just want people to realize that I’m not a crap politician and that I mean what I say.
I want to make music. I want to paint.
My main goal is happiness. For me, my family, my friends, my enemies, and everybody else.
And I suppose my first step to that would be to get started on this dumb science project.

This shall be me cx

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