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Post by Juen on Jan 18, 2008 20:44:29 GMT -5
"I think my dad wants me to become a lawyer..." Sacha smiled, "But he knows I'm not lawyer material...maybe a forensic scientist or someone who works in a lab...I think that's what he's aiming for." He shrugged, "I was kinda hoping to be a novelist...or a journalist...something like that. I think it's easier to write your opinions rather then say them face to face with someone or a group of people. Give myself a fake name and then just...write..."
He chuckled, "Who knows though...my dad normally has his way."
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Post by flamingi on Jan 18, 2008 20:52:03 GMT -5
Fern made a face,
"Ew, a lawyer. Such a stuffy job. Working in an office or lab all day.... I would die. You don't seem like the type either. I can see you sitting outside against a tree, writing about current affairs, or some sort of opinion piece. Yes... that suits you. I agree with the freedom a fake name brings... There are so many things people want to say... should say... that they can't. They keep their mouths shut for fear of the consequences. I have great respect for those who state their true opinions and not lies."
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Post by Juen on Jan 18, 2008 20:55:08 GMT -5
"I kinda hope to do that one day..." Sacha said softly, and that was pretty much all he said about it. About the freedom of speaking how you truly felt. It was liberating...but at the same time....so terrifying. Utterly terrifying...to let people see something sacred. Letting people in to a fragile part of yourself and not only that but letting them bring their sledgehammers with them. Giving them the opportunity to hurt you.
"It'll be tough though...writing...I don't think I'm that good yet," he started again with a smile.
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Post by flamingi on Jan 18, 2008 21:05:34 GMT -5
Fern was contemplative for a moment, tracing a little pattern into the tabletop with the tip of his index finger. He thought about his current situation... and felt a trickle of rage run through him. He was starting to feel tired again and felt he needed a nap or something soon. Something to make his anger go away.
"Yes... well, you'll get better in time. Don't let a lack of skills stop you from doing what you truly want to do. Practice makes perfect."
He smiled,
"So, I feel bad for cutting this short, but I am feeling a bit... ill. I think it would be best if I headed home soon, I have a very flexible shift and the owner will be fine on her own... You mentioned that you should probably be home by now, yes?"
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Post by Juen on Jan 18, 2008 21:08:21 GMT -5
Sacha nodded his head, "Yeah...I should..." He grabbed his bag and stood with a smile. "Uh....thanks for talking with me and the tea and everything...it was really good..." He'd come back on another day. and maybe they could talk again. That would be fun, because as far as he knew...this man was nice. He wouldn't tell his father yet though...just in case.
"I'll uh....see you later..." he said with a slight wave, shouldering his bag and moving to the door. With a ring of the small bell he was out and on the street, headed back home.
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Post by flamingi on Jan 18, 2008 21:11:20 GMT -5
Fern smiled to himself as the boy left. He was a cute kid and he hoped he would come back soon. It was nice having a... friend. Even if it was a self-imposed one. He felt a little pang of pain in his heart but was unsure if it was from emotion or something physical. He sighed and mused up his hair, heading to the backroom to collect his stuff and then make the trek back to his shitty apartment. [thread end ]
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