HELLO THERE

HELLO THERE (see above). Hope your windy day went well. I have been deprived of coffee for the week due to my amount of money in my wallet, or should I say, the lack thereof. This issue constantly provokes me to think 'should I get off my lazy ass and get a job?', but of course, I do not get off my lazy ass and get a job. So here I am waiting impatiently until Saturday morning when I will get my pocket money. Which, of course, will all go down the drain at the Sydney University open day. But apparently they do very, very good coffee. So we'll see.

The coming of the Sydney University Open Day and hearing Carmen Lu speak at school (the girl who went to my school who got into Harvard, Princeton and Yale), has caused me to ponder something horrific. Something so incredibly terrifying and disastrous that my lips begin to quiver as if the Grim Reaper himself is lurking around the corner.
I HAVE TO THINK ABOUT MY FUTURE..
In response to this thought, I grabbed a note pad off the pile which of diaries which I promise myself to begin writing in but never get around to it, and began scribbling down potential career paths. Let's just say that there were a lot of words on this page. Then I had the epiphany:
Chloe, why not you get into the highest paying job you can, then retire young and live happily every after.?.
YES I KNOW that it seems very idealistic, however it is possible. So unless I don't get into Arts/Law at Sydney University (or anywhere in the States), I AM GOING TO DO BUSINESS. Seriously. Don't know what sector yet...advertising...hedge-fund management...we'll see...

For now I'll enjoy being an immature 16 year old. OH! I nearly forgot to say. I want to die the tips of my hair blue. Don't know how, don't know when, BUT I WANT TO OK? Even if I never do it, I just enjoy saying that I plan to die the tips of my hair blue.
Like this:


My train was cancelled this afternoon. I was so hungry that I honestly began to whether it's possible for a stomach to eat itself. Turns out it can't. As I was waiting for TWENTY WHOLE MINTUES on the platform, my mind raced back to a photo I found a couple of days ago. It did not ease my hunger.

So now I have arrived home, literally stuffed my face with food, and am now about to finish my modern history individual project. Laters!