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I was just wondering, where do you think you will be five years from now. I talking anything, professionally, relationship wise, etc.

In a wheelchair, covered in mud and with damaged testicles. :(

I was just wondering, where do you think you will be five years from now. I talking anything, professionally, relationship wise, etc.
FIVE years? Hell, I'll be satisfied to just live from one to the next! :p

In a wheelchair, covered in mud and with damaged testicles. :(
Will you be competeing in the special olympics? :p

In a wheelchair, covered in mud and with damaged testicles. :(
That was summer '04. You just forgot because of the head injury. :p

In a wheelchair, covered in mud and with damaged testicles. :(

let me guess. you decided to ride a bull naked?

Will you be competeing in the special olympics? :p

of course! If they have a mud wrestling event, that is. I wouldn't be surprised if LG won it.

Will you be competeing in the special olympics? :p

Do they have rugby in the special olympics?

Woudn't that be cool? I'd watch. :)

That was summer '04. You just forgot because of the head injury. :p

That explains a great many things. :p

of course! If they have a mud wrestling event, that is. I wouldn't be surprised if LG won it.

Olympic Mud Wrestling. I'm there. :)

hopefully at uni, final year, in the same relationship, and somewhat happy

This thread reminded me of an old joke, and I think it is worth repeating....

Ol' Fred had been a religious man who was in the hospital, near death. The family called their preacher to stand with them. As the preacher stood next to the bed, Ol' Fred's condition appeared to deteriorate and he motioned frantically for something to write on.

The pastor lovingly handed him a pen and a piece of paper, and Ol' Fred used his last bit of energy to scribble a note, then he died. The preacher thought it best not to look at the note at that time, so he placed it in his jacket pocket.

At the funeral, as he was finishing the message, he realised that he was wearing the same jacket that he was wearing when Ol' Fred died.

He said, "You know, Ol' Fred handed me a note just before he died. I haven't looked at it, but knowing Fred, I'm sure there's a word of inspiration there for us all."

He opened the note, and read out loud, "Hey, you're standing on my oxygen tube?"

I'll be working for the same company but with a better schedule. I'll be (hopefully) making nearly three times as much as I do now. I'll definately be attending martial arts classes again and perhaps I'll be in a serious relationship with some whore who'll divorce me ten years and three kids later and take 75% of my income as alimony and child support.

Alright, I'll think about it for real. (And nobody will read it, or care.)

Let's see:

- I'll be done with grad school in 2 years, so I will probably have a job as a school counselor. I will probably hate it, so I'll be busily getting other kinds of counseling training so I can have my own practice.

- I will finally (FINALLY!) have my own place to live and will not have to depend on my parents financially. Since I am paying for grad school now out of pocket, I won't have to deal with loans and shit. Of course, that means I'm still living with my parents until the age of 26. *sigh*

- I'd like to be married, but we'll have to see about that. I'd rather be happily lonely than unhappily married.

- I will either be in the process of getting ready to have kids (or, you know, have them already) OR I will have decided that having kids sucks and concentrate on acquiring many dogs.

- Depending on kids status, money status, and job aspiration status, I may be looking into Ph.D. programs.

- I will either have gained several pounds and look awful (if I have kids) or I will look very lovely and fit because I will finally have time and energy to work out on a regular basis. (As of now I look great with my clothes on, but I need some toning. Also I get out of breath when I walk up the stairs.)

That's all I can think of.

Checking if I'm doing what I said I would do on a NS thread five years ago.

*snip*

*reads joke, looks at Eut, and starts laughing*

- I'd like to be married, but we'll have to see about that. I'd rather be happily lonely than unhappily married.

You're probably better off unhappily lonely than unhappily married too.

It's almost impossible to fuck yourself up as badly as a bad spouse can.

I've seen people try. :p

relationship- married.

work- will be touring with my new book that I started writing a few months ago, signing autographs, dragging my kids along to historical sites across the country.

I was just wondering, where do you think you will be five years from now. I talking anything, professionally, relationship wise, etc.

Hell, I'm not even sure where I am, today...

I was just wondering, where do you think you will be five years from now. I talking anything, professionally, relationship wise, etc.

You know, I'm starting to think that you're not a puppet at all.

Anyway, in five years I will hopefully be in Canada, learning to be a commercial pilot.

Still paying off student loans, sadly. Unless

*starts planning local bank heist*

I was just wondering, where do you think you will be five years from now. I talking anything, professionally, relationship wise, etc.

Well, I plan on retiring and moving to Alabama in 3 years, 5 months, 6 days, 8 hours, and 40 minutes, but who is counting? So, in five years I will either be living in Alabama and enjoying the "good life" of fishing and gardening, or I'll be dead. I hope it will be the former :) and not the latter :( .

I'll be at college in California.

I'll be a sales assistant in a mens wear boutique. And in another five years I'll run my own shop.

Olympic Mud Wrestling. I'm there. :)

Not unless it is naked while talking on the phone Olympic Mud Wrestling. :p

You're probably better off unhappily lonely than unhappily married too.

It's almost impossible to fuck yourself up as badly as a bad spouse can.

I've seen people try. :p

I hear that. My worst nightmare is to marry a person I love very deeply, and they slowly change into an abusive partner. Or a drug addict. How awful!

I'll follow my mind. So I'll probably be in the gutter :p

Hopefully attending Queen's University, having already finished up at the Canadian College of Performing Arts a few years earlier. It would also be nice if my novel was published and my film script was winning oscars, but that's asking a lot.

Hell, I'm not even sure where I am, today...

Here, have another toke of this...:p

A world famous musician, heading the band of Alpha Centauri-

(Following tradition of the actual star system, there will be two main bands, Centauri A, the more upbeat one, and Centauri B, the darker one, and a lesser important, unpredictable segment, to represent Proxima Centauri.)

-Known for bringing about the deterioration of the commonplace, corrupt industry of music corporations today, bringing the mainstream to cast its gaze into the underground, and being more influencial than any other single individual upon the scene.

A writer, known as the "Modern Shakespeare," in the sense of setting new standards with which to judge others upon, due to the intricacy of his poetry and prose form. My two main known works will be my science fiction epic, Mechanical Angel, and shall cover the span of eighteen novels, showing the infinite circle from the "beginning" to the "end" of the world, before it starts all over again. The other will be my single book (albeit VERY long) epic, Fila Shi, a fantasy novel which fuses poetry interludes between prose-form main story.

I will own a mansion, and eighteen different species of animals shall reside within it. Just one of which include my natural pool in the backyard, crafted to represent (including a sand bottom, and possibly salt-water) a coral reef, and the animal in here being an octopus! :D

...And finally, the only known person to domesticate the bird, anhinga, into pet form. @_@

I TRIUMPH!!! (and really have no life for typing all this out.)

In a bigger house, with my MD, working at Duke MC. Heck, I may even be engaged.

Hopefully have finally sorted out my biggest problem, hopefully be finally happy with myself, hopefully be not living with parents, with my History degree passed well, having just completed a Law degree, and about to embark on a career as a Solicitor.

In 5 years, still posting in the "Choose wisely" thread.

In 5 years I should be just finishing up my Masters (in exactly what, I'm not sure. Either French or TEFL. I'll have a BA in French in 2 years) at the tender young age of 28.

As for relationships and all that, I have no idea. I don't even know how things will be next week, much less in 5 years.

Not unless it is naked while talking on the phone Olympic Mud Wrestling. :p

Nah. The phonecalls can wait. ;)

A sergeant (or hopefully an officer) in the Canadian forces Reserves. As well as a Corporate charter pilot.

Having random sex with random girls, riding my motorcycle, living in a apt or house downtown.

ooor, an Officer in the Regular force, Air element, at Cold Lake or Bagotville, occasionally zooming off to drop Mk84's on Taliban/Al-qaeda/whatever Muslim group is the target of the day.
*Picutures self saying "pickle" and 8000 feet below, a bleeding, 3rd degree burned, missing a leg and arm Terrorist going "fucking zoomies...We really should not have messed with the western infidels!"
Either way, Armed Forces + airplanes (civil or military, depending on how things go) As far as Career goes.

And I wont tie my self to an anchor in the form of a "relationship" Best friends + casual sex or Flover=all I need to be happy.

I wish someone would tell me what I’ll be doing in five years, because I never know about these things. No doubt hanging out and being a guy, wherever I am doing whatever I’m doing. I just wonder if I’ll still be playing Nation States. I’ve already been at it for over 3 years now.

ideally in a successful rock band
ideally an up and coming director
hopefully doing a phd and vegetating in academia until the band takes off

I wish someone would tell me what I’ll be doing in five years, because I never know about these things.
You could cycle back across Canada?

Oh, and I don't even know where I'll be two months from now, so I don't even want to *think* about 5 years, it'll just get me depressed.

In five years I expect to be happily married to an extreme hotty with two great kids and an intellectually fulfilling career contracting my IT services to people with more money than expertise.



In other words, same as today but with five fewer years remaining to pay on my mortgage.

of course! If they have a mud wrestling event, that is. I wouldn't be surprised if LG won it.

I'd just do everything I could to get you to compete. ;)

Me in five years? Sophmore at MIT, or something...With a Canadian girlfriend. :D

In 5 years time I will be serving my 5th year in the royal marines with a car, a house, a woman and a trillion pounds for selling North Korea to Hawaiians

Life is good isn’t it

Working for the local paper, about to marry my current girlfriend who will be a doctor by then. Modest ambitions, I know, but I can't imagine anything that would make me happier.

You could cycle back across Canada?

Oh, and I don't even know where I'll be two months from now, so I don't even want to *think* about 5 years, it'll just get me depressed.

I think about doing it again a lot. I've actually got plans to do that again, this time from the East Coast to the West Coast. A couple of months in the saddle and I got a bit tired of being a tourist right when I arrived at the Maritimes, the place where I most wanted to be a tourist. I think by starting on the East coast and going West I can explore the Maritimes when I'm fresh and then just ride through the West, where I've spent a lot of time exploring already.

The Bruce

Me in five years?

3 possibilities:

1. Happily married, stay-at-home dad, with an always-horny wife.

2. On my way to becoming President of the Plutonian Empire

or

3. Same as today: living in my parents basement playing civ, NS, and cyber nations.

I think about doing it again a lot. I've actually got plans to do that again, this time from the East Coast to the West Coast. A couple of months in the saddle and I got a bit tired of being a tourist right when I arrived at the Maritimes, the place where I most wanted to be a tourist. I think by starting on the East coast and going West I can explore the Maritimes when I'm fresh and then just ride through the West, where I've spent a lot of time exploring already.

The Bruce
Sounds perfect. Make sure to take a picture with your bike in the Pacific Ocean then, too. :)


Working for the local paper, about to marry my current girlfriend who will be a doctor by then. Modest ambitions, I know, but I can't imagine anything that would make me happier.
Bah, "modest ambitions". I say if you know what would make you happy, that's all you need. Sounds perfect to me.

I want to be a fifth-year senior at some university or grad school.

Probably still living with my parents while working at a dead-end job and having over 100,000 posts on NS.

Where will I be in five years?

Hahaha. That's a good one.

Sounds perfect. Make sure to take a picture with your bike in the Pacific Ocean then, too. :)

I have a few pictures from when I dipped my tire in the Pacific Ocean, at Mile 0, before setting out (man those stairs are fun to drag a bike up and down). I just don’t have them scanned or accessible online. I took a ton of pictures on that trip, the old fashion way. This is the only other pic I have of that bike trip online.

Taking a break at the Summit of Rogers Pass (see also that was a long hill).

http://67.18.37.14/32/176/upload/p1951548.jpg

It’s more than likely that in five years, we’ll all still be posting in Utracia’s “Why does no one like me?” thread. :)

An FSO with a law degree.

I was just wondering, where do you think you will be five years from now. I talking anything, professionally, relationship wise, etc.

five years from now i will be in my final semester as an undergrad.hopefuly.

That's a tough one. For me, long-term planning is deciding what to have for breakfast when I wake up in the morning.
I really don't know where I'll be. Probably still here in HK. The money's too good to pass up. But of course it does depend on whether I'm still on this good a wicket and how I feel about this place.
If I've enough saved, I might try moving somewhere else and teaching for a while.