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To be an ambulance driver. Or something like that. A doctor. Helping all these people, and being the greatest thing in the world for them. And then they get better and go back to their lives. For a while. Until they hurt themselves again. You see them for a moment. One couldn't get emotionally attached to them. Or a psychologist. But one would, wouldn't one. I could never be that. Just jabbering on about nonsensical things and helping them feel better so they can go have fun again. Never. Could I do that.
So a teacher then? that's so much better? All these kids running around and you see them and you want to take care of them cause you see they need it. And. You just can't. I'd need to teach older kids. But really... I. Don't like the sound of it. I'd enjoy it, sure....[read more] | | |
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I would love to be a suregon, but I am pretty sure I cant handle all the death.
So I will end up like you, alone in a little appartement, where I write books about religon and then maybe someone will read them and find out that this was a great book, who wrote it? And maybe I changed someones life?
But what I will do is to go to a 3d world country and live there for a year, build a school or a road or something...
Okay I should really start to write my own Journal entries...
er,, but why aren't you online. I'm sick and I'm bored with daydreaming.
Aww, thanks^^.
Sorry went to see Doomsday with a friend so I am sorry I couldnt keep you company in your bordeom. .