Confucsion.

It's the blank page that gets me.. Every time. Throughout the day I have so much to write, so much to share with the world (Or the "1" follower of my blog I have), yet as soon as it signs me into my empty post box page, I get a shock and forget all my once great thoughts. Also they stop looking so profound once I even begin writing. I must get back into this, if I am to be an intelligent journalist, or a great writer (See JK Rowling).

This leads on to me discussing how positively useless I've been feeling in the last couple of weeks. Since the summer as we know it has ended - I have been confined to my comfortable light yellow walls with splashes of white out of nowhere.. And my bed, oh my most favourite bed in the whole wide world. We have become acquaintances again. Actually, more like lost lovers who have been joined together again. Considering my time spent at uni has seen me become almost a zombie with my sleeping (or lack thereof) patterns, I think I am more than making up for it at the moment. Sleeping is pretty cool. But then there's over-sleeping, which to be fair, I don't like. I can only sleep a certain number of hours before I feel physically grossed out with myself. And that magic number my friends is, over 6 hours. Yep, ya heard me!

Anyway, as I was saying.. I've been particularly useless, which has lead me to ponder and speculate my future plans. And I have to say, they are not looking very promising *looks at pen-faded plans on the hand*.. I think it says "job?" although it very well could be the menu from last night for corn on the "cob".. Many possibilities really. So yes. The future. Now to be honest, since I've been at university, I've not actually consciously thought about what I will do once I have a BSc Psychology degree at hand. It was mostly a far-fetched idea at the time to get through the first few lectures after freshers week.. Now that I am nearing the start to my 3rd year and an end to the said degree, I am getting slightly anxious about the lack of direction I currently have.

I thought about working with the MI5.. But considering I just put it out there right now, there goes any prospects of them taking me on at all.. Especially after they do a background check on me and see this blog and see me talk about it now. And how I just cannot stop talking about it right now either. They probably wont trust me as an agent.. But then again I'd make a fantastic one, because I'm always so suspicious and paranoid about things and people that I would be great at catching all the dodgy people - even if they haven't done anything. Because I'm like that. I do things like that. Now that I think about it I doubt they'd ever give me a job there because well.. Lets face it, I'd be the female version of Johnny English. And that my fellow readers, ain't a pretty sight!

Then I thought about working in Prisons.. And considering I love Prison break - and clearly, the real world is obviously much like the show. And therefore I would be working with (and possibly falling in love with..) someone like Michael Scofield (the dude (however fictional) has his own WIKI page ok!). Yes, that's correct. Okay, honestly speaking I've been considering this for a while. I'm pretty intrigued with criminals, what they're like and why they do the things they do. It's just fascinating, scary and enthralling all at the same time. But then again, do I want to become a criminal psychologist where I work with people who play games with my mind.. It's not enough that I play games with my own mind already! I think I can do without the added craziness really.

I then thought of another great idea.. In the form of journalism. I don't know whether that means news, magazines, books, or what really. Just writing of some sort. But then I thought, what if I can't come up with new things to write all the time. I mean look at this blog, it's not written work I am proud of, because it doesn't actually portray how famously words and I get along. But I think, maybe writing could just be left as a leisure of mine. Something I can do when I have the ideas and the time. Plus I wouldn't want to be stuck writing about things like - how horses hairs are used to remove warts in rural India.. Although interesting and useful, if you are a fan of wart-hunting and cutting. I don't want to write for a long period of time about things that I don't particularly care about, because by the time I do reach a place to where I can write about anything I would like, I would have become pretty damn bored and passionless about writing as a whole.

Finally I thought about advertising. And I thought, hey.. I can come up with cool slogans for things that you don't really want to buy just because it sounds cool. Because I am one of those people who will buy such things (well at least speculate for months and stare at it before buying it.. but still). And you know I can be witty, and humorous and intelligent all at the same time.. But then what about those really unintelligent days I have, quite often might I add? Also, my obsession with animals may not work so well here.. Cause I would want to add cats to advertise everything.. Be it a new settee or a shoe.. "Because the best places in the house are taken by the cat". Wow, that is actually cool, but it wouldn't work with a shoe.. Or would it? Hmm. I like this career idea. :D

As you all can tell by now - I will find all kinds of excuses to make it seem like it's not right for me - in any kind of circumstance. Only because I don't want to admit a lot of the times that I can be very indecisive and therefore not make decisions until I read reviews about it.. Now.. If only they had reviews about what kinds of jobs are good these days.. HMM! I think I may just have a new job idea.. Meet me back here soon to see if it has worked. *cough*

All I know is that.. I want to do something that is.. "legend- wait for it.. And I hope you're not lactose intolerant because the second half of that word is DAIRY!"

Barny always knew what he was talking about.