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but also painfully aware there is no real way to do it.
Worst thing ever?
there's always a way
I calculated the time and money it would take to do it though...I'm looking at a hella long haul, and the odds are good that I'll just give up halfway t'ward the goal or something.
i believe in you man!!!!
Might just edge it.
you want to be a rock star
Nah, I want to be some kind of physicist, but I'd want to retake some of my old exams and pass with straight As, etc.
I decided wouldn't it be AWESOME if I went to drama school?! But even to audition for drama school, you have to be pretty good already, and since I haven't had any acting lessons of any sort since my balls dropped, I find it unlikely that I am, so I'd have to get some acting lessons first, and I'd probably have to learn to affect some sort of appreciation for theatre, and then if I got in, I wouldn't be able to get a proper student loan because I'd already have a bachelor's degree from elsewhere, and then it would be another 3 years out of my life, and it's really not worth it, is it, especially since I haven't done so much as audition for a university production for more than 4 years, so I'm probably not even interested in it for the right reasons anyway, so instead I'll spend my whole live doing something that I'm not interested in for any reasons at all.
Just cut out the middle man (school) and go straight to the big man?
Or write your own film, like Tarantino did, and take a part? He wasn't that lucky - he just worked his ass off.
Hey orsonwellesrabbit, how's the trying-to-write-a-film thing coming along?
It came along so well I had to rack my brains just now to figure out what you were on about.
Any writers out there wanna give some tips to 'sta?
but a whole film? A pilot, even? That just seems intimidating. Intimidating and hard. Worst combination. Note: this is my outlook on pretty much everything that could potentially be worthwhile.
I wrote like the devil for seven days, my story, my characters, my themes, my symbols, my motifs, all of that, beginning, middle and end, thought well now, this is surely going to be awesome. Left it a week, came back to it, reread it (didn't like it), rewrote it for two weeks (incredibly painful and tedious), checked the page count...56 pages.
Fifty...fucking...six...pages. For a feature. Figured ah, well, at least I have the bones of the story. Now I can add more exposition and character, dig the well a little deeper. Started adding some exposition, realized (a) I was rewriting an irretrievably bad piece of cinema and (b) I was only doing it to get the page count up to at least 80. I seethed for a week and then deleted it.
But I would recommend Celtx if you're wanting to write a script. Great program.
but knowing whatever it is you're currently doing certainly isn't it.
I know that what I'm doing just now (i mean my 'day job') isn't going to fulfill me for the rest of my life. (despite the fact that it's a cracking job, and I'm probably just an ingrate). I don't know what i can do that will support me if I leave this job, although I do have some business ideas (dreams!) which might take shape one day. I feel frightened by this, but also excited and slightly empowered, and all I need is some kind of impetus to DO IT. At least I'm not in denial *repeats mantra*
(like probably 95% of people I know) and I'm convinced that there's something out there that I would find much more stimulating. Trouble is, I can't even begin to imagine what that something would be. I get really envious of friends who have ambitions, dream jobs etc because they can at least try to get there, whereas I just end up pootling around in circles.
cos at least you feel like you're working towards something.
actually, now i think about it, maybe you're right. i want to be a teacher. i think i was born to be a teacher. i can't think of anything else i'd rather do than teach. but my parents don't want me to do it. as i'm terrified of being a failure in their eyes, i'll probably never do it.
they say i can do better. i think they're snobs. except my mum is a teacher so they're not being profession-ist or anything. basically, they reheeaaally want me to follow in my sister's footsteps, and get a job in the city and marry a stockbroker or some shit.
DON'T EVER DO ANYTHING JUST BECAUSE YOUR PARENTS WANT YOU TO. i'm so glad that my parents are reasonably laid-back about this kind of thing. that said, being a teacher would be my nightmare job
it's hard though. i feel they have done a shit load for me. and i just don't want to let them down at the last hurdle, y'know?
you would think that having a happy, fulfilled, well-balanced grown-up child is pretty much the ultimate success regardless of what they're doing
they're just trying to make me a better version of them. which involves doing something "better" than teaching.
I don't think there is a better.
you've GOT to do it
...but i imagine i'll sit out ten years or so of some nightmare soul destroying job first, and then feel as though i've justified sitting through enough misery to finally do what i want.
don't do that! do your parents know the way you feel? probably not right? you should tell them.
i keep telling them i'm going to be a teacher. and they just laugh, and say "no, don't be silly". they keep telling me that my sister will get me a job in the bank, and shit like that. ahh, i don't know. in a way, it might be a good plan to do something else first - teaching will always be there to go into when i get fed up of doing other things, and it'll be a good job when i have kids to look after.
i don't really see how a bank job is so much better than teaching though - sounds like substituting daily happiness for an extra two-week holiday once a year, maybe that's just me. it'll work out, whatever you end up doing i hope you're happy doing it!
if you work in a bank. Or buy a slightly newer car or something else like that that doesnt really matter.
and ending up looking like every teacher you ever had. old, frustrated and unhappy.
we're still talking about teaching, yeah?
I can't sit out my life in a job that means nothing to anyone. I want to do something that makes s difference. Even if teaching kills me, I know that I'll have done some good somewhere. I can't be a doctor or a nurse, I'm not clever enough. So I'm going for the next best thing in my eyes.
even if it's not what you want, are frankly gallumphing buffoons (sorry guys).
Do Open University do physics? And in fact there MUST be A-level evening classes nearby. If you don't mind me asking how old are you? I can't see why you wouldn't have time, as long as you're willing to shit-kick your social life.
I'm basically saying that I believe in you, but only like a harsh father does.
You need to at least get yourself back into things, and doing A-levels or some sort of college certificate etc part-time would be a great way to do this.. and I think if you're serious, then you really have to do something that will get you some kind of qualification at the end. Have you already been to university? Would you be trying to get into an undergraduate degree once you've got back into the physics game? One thing that's always worth doing is looking at local universities and contacting the academics there, just asking for advice and maybe to come in for a chat - that's how I ended up getting my PhD place.
You'll regret it if you don't do it, so just do it. Prick.
but was your degree directly related to your PhD?
Background in computing, but have been directing this at biological stuff for a while, I'm not really enjoying the computing side and I somehow persuaded someone to give me a PhD place in evolutionary biology. I had a few offers that were very computing / maths based, but this one is actually using live animals and stuff. I've absolutely no idea what I'm doing, but screw it, you only get one chance at life (stupid cliché but actually good to bear in mind!!) so I thought I may as well have a shot at doing something interesting :D
You could impress her with your claim of "I'M REALLY GOOD AT PULL UPS"
Besides, she'll melt in my arms when I tell her how we sat at the back of the bus and said swear words.
WHEN HE WAS PROBABLY CLOSE ENOUGH TO MAYBE HEAR
that's actually reassuring to hear.
the screen feels warm and comforting
doves and pigeons coo, mice squeak.
That mouse will be freakin TERRIFIED
same subject matter 'n all. It's not exactly the sort of subject that you can just do one of those masters conversion courses, and a physicist's best work is meant to be done before they're 25. ;-(
Like... I'm nearly, actually there. It's just taken a shit load of crap times to do it, but... it's been worth it.