As soon as a character in a book says 'I wasn't hungry', I lose any and all hints of respect for the author

Also, the new series of Skins starts tonight, which is always something to look forward to, but me being the conscientious student that I am (*cough* I still have a bedtime *cough*), I'll watch it tomorrow on V+. I suppose it'll be a pleasant start to the weekend, along with my Graze box.

Admiration

Today I heard my father on the radio and it made me really want to follow in his footsteps. He's a comedian and I've always thought that would be a great career to have. It's not always stable, but the feeling of amusing people is so rewarding that it doesn't matter.

I think I'd love to be so many things at once - actress, comedian, author, photographer and so many other things that I've considered. But they're the four main dreams. It's odd that none of them are particularly academic. Even so, I'll probably do a degree in some kind of science/psychology/philosophy at university if the whole RADA dream fails. Ultimately, I want to do both. I want to have an academic career and a creative career.

Hmm, I never imagined myself to be the kind of child saying 'When I grow up, I want to be just like my mummy/daddy'. Well, in some ways I do. I wouldn't want my mum's career (being a secretary seems a bit tedious) but I hope I've inherited her compassion and warm heart (and on a purely vain note, her young, relatively wrinkle-free skin). And I'd like my dad's comedy skills and that something about him that's hard to put my finger on but draws people in. Also, thankfully I think I have his fast metabolism. Both parents have plenty of charisma so I hope I've got that, too.