I know I was so so so damn sure about wanting to write and go full force into journalism for the rest of my life but suddenly - i'm not so sure anymore.
I want to do everything, in fact. Why limit yourself, right? I want to work with animals at the zoo and also try fatten up our local pigeons so they’d look as cute as those in Paris, do public relations, organize events/parties, start my own business (off the top of my head, I want to specialize in gift ideas for both corporate and personal – I wanna help people plan their honeymoon getaways, anniversaries), be a tour guide, dive and snorkle for a living... and yeah well, even fly, perhaps? See there’s so much I suddenly wanna do. Ambitious. But if you don’t write your ideas down it’ll just be a passing thought. So that’s why I’m typing them down.
Of course my priority would still be to write. Maybe magazines can call me up as a contributor – and I’ll tell them stories about how rhinos peed on me when I was working as a zookeeper. Kay, weird.
Ok, so do I need a degree to work at the zoo? The can let me start by feeding the penguins first, right?
I'm seeing my favourites this Saturday! Shafika, Jannah, it's been weeks man. Farah? Hahaha you know, i know, we must meet every week, yaw!
1 comment:
That's the spirit! You are your limit. But zookeeper, you? You're just on a mission for your own agenda, to have them skinned alive and turn their furs and skins into bags and whatnots!
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