Life now was very different when I was younger. Life as I thought it would be, me as I thought I should turn out, were very very different when I was younger. When I was very young, very very young, I thought I would end up as my mum, and I was quite happy about that (I was VERY young). When I became a bit older I thought I would become a bohemian artist living in a artsy flat in the middle of Paris having lots of boyfriends (yup, I knew my mind, and this I thought when I was about 9 years old, so there you go). After that I knew I was going to go to university do my doctorate and end up in a very IMPORTANT job where I would earn lots of money, I would be very classy and serious and lots of people would think I was very clever. Then, for a while, I didn't quite know what I would be when I grew up, and I wasn't very sure if I would be anything, or if I would even grow up for that matter (that was my rather depressive period of my life). I think I am grown up now, but somehow things turned out very very different. I am not an artist living an bohemian life, neither am I an academic. Somehow I am a bit of both and a bit very different. I have my two degrees, but I ma not inclined to do anything with them quite yet. Maybe that's my compromise. When I was younger, life now was very different.

Although, I seem to morph more and more into my mum...