Olivia Leu

September 19, 2010

Honors Sophomore English
Period 1
A Glimpse of the Future
In 20 years, I see myself with a career that lets me be active, such as
acting, which is what Ive been aiming for for years (12a). However, Ive been
a bit hesitant, and that goal has been in cessation because of the disputes
and the clear dissent between me and my parents due to their dislike of the
industry. Their disapprobation of my choice in career is largely based on the
way the media slanders and disparages celebrities; they think it has caused
many of them to lose their way and perform disreputable actions because of
that abasement (12c, 21). They grimace at the thought of the apostate,
hurtful rumors; the backstabbing, artificial friends; the avidity of the golddigging spouses; and the pressures that the industry puts on actors to be
handsome and actresses to be voluptuous (7b, 23). I havent been as
concerned with that aspect as much as my parents have been; I have
emotionally prepared myself for that and accepted that that comes with the
career (21). I am okay with it because I am so passionate and ardent about
acting, and I am assiduous when it comes to trying to improve in that area,
even just gradually and imperceptibly (6). I love becoming a new character
and being in a situation that I would otherwise never be in. Oftentimes, Ive
felt like an anachronism and wished that I had been born in an earlier time
period; I long so much for the adventure that was more easily found at that

time (21). Acting is what I feel like is the closest that I can get to do that and
be adventurous and audacious; hence, it is my biggest passion (22).
I admit that I also do like the premieres, fetes, and events of obvious
profusion that actors have the opportunity to attend. Along with dreaming
about acting and portraying characters in movies or on TV, I have also
desired to accouter in an elegant dress, put on makeup, go to a glamorous
event, and get the wonderful opportunity to meet all of the actors that I
admire (9b). If I could live that life and accomplish that goal in 20 years, I will
have gotten half of what I want by then (9c).
I dont want that to be the acme of my life, though. The other half of
what I want is someone to love who loves me back: an affable, laid-back man
who will sometimes put in the effort to make amatory, loving gestures (7b,
25). Im otherwise pretty open to whom I may fall for in the future as long as
he isnt an arrogant, commanding, imperious man; however, he cant be a
complete pushover either (7b, 22). I dont have to be married or have kids
and be settled down in 20 years, but I would like to be close to it by then (6).
My significant other will have to deal with the fact that I wont be a good
housewife, seeing as I lack the ability to cook or bake and to constantly do
chores. I picture anhydrous plants around my future house, sticky-notes with
an illimitable amount of things to do, and broken, blinking, spasmodic kitchen
lights. I will be working, even if its not as an actress, since I dont think I
would ever be able to give up a job to become a full-time housewife.
I find myself smiling and emanating happiness at the thought of
having children sometime in the future. I yearn for the responsibility to take

care of a child and to love it with all my heart; therefore, being pregnant and
giving birth to a baby of inestimable worth to me would be an apogee of my
life (22). I would go through the seemingly interminable challenges of raising
it with my future husband with an enthusiastic alacrity. Of course there will be
fights and heated arguments as there is in any household, but hopefully it
wont be constantly filled with discord (6). I would love to have one daughter,
whose name will be Jane; and another daughter, whose name will be picked
by my husband (23). We may have a dog, but everybody would have to pitch
in to take care of it. I will walk the dog through the beautiful, green park; and
the kids and their father will feed and wash it outside in the wide, magnificent
backyard (23). I can see our children running athwart across the twisted,
convoluted halls of the house, jumping on their fathers back while he lies
exhausted and prostrate on the floor, and take part in their playful,
lighthearted giddiness. I can also see my husband and I having a little fun
with the autarchy that comes with being parents. I see them being amenable,
but sometimes cutely stubborn. Well emphatically and fervently teach them
many lessons: do what they know is right so that theyll have strong
consciences (25). Their little feet will abrade the floor and cause the shaking
and tremulousness of the house as they form a queue, trying to get through
the door and outside into the yard. On the walls, there will be placards with
cheesy, philosophical antistrophes on them, like the home of joy and the joy
of home (9b). My parents, who will visit the kids, will be talking to them
while slipping in an allegory about their past and making allusions to a time
when they were young (12c). We will be bombarded with questions about
abstruse matters that will be difficult to explain as they slowly grow up, and

mature into the teenagers that my classmates and I are now. That is what I
hope to see in my future: living my dream, starting a family, and giving a
child, or children, a future (25).