This is my head when the word "future" joins the conversation. 1.21 jigawatts of "wait what?" |
Everyone else's incredibly definite dreams |
My -3.66 (I think) vision of my future |
Look at him, he's gorgeous. The vest that is, I've named him Pierre. Courtesy of Back to the Future Wiki |
If you've never watched Back to the Future, then get prepared because your mind is about to be blown. So Marty McFly, he's your average 80s bad boy with wicked hair and a neat-o vest, oh yes neat-o. He meets up with Doc and finds out about his time machine that needs 1.21 jigawatts of power, "plutonium from the Libyans", and the car's speed to reach 88 miles per hour (refer to the first gif).
He gets stuck in the past, messes up his own timeline by becoming his mom's crush, and helps his dad to get the girl (his mom). I won't spoil the ending, but what do you think happens if the movie is called Back to the Future?
When I think of the future I get anxious, anxious to the point of concern. Will I turn left or will I miss my soulmate completely? Will I sleep in and get that extra point on my MCAT so I go to Johns Hopkins University? Nope, nope, I'm done.
Adequate representation of my thought process Courtesy of dnevnislom |
Thanks to registration for 2015 classes and the end of the quarter coming up I am left with a constant thought of "will you get into college if you do that" repeating in my head. This happens every year around this time, well now and around my birthday because I can't remember a darn thing I want. That's pretty bad too.
Haha I love this post! I totally agree with everything you said, I and I love your drawings and that gorgeous vest Pierre. And I laughed really hard when your vision of the future is in blobby blurs like your eye prescription. HAHAHA
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