Ughhh

I'm feeling insecure and unoriginal about my writing. Too bad its what I'm going to college for, huh? My greatest desire is to write something funny, but making someone laugh is so much harder than making someone cry. I've been told a few times "oh, your story made me cry" and I'm always like "Shiza, I'm really sorry!" but then they're like "no, you want your readers to have a physical reaction." 

Meh, maybe I shouldn't whine. I DO have a list of career options.

1. Novelist

2. Magazine Writer

3. Cafe/ Bakery Owner

4. Housewife

5. Drunk/ Drugged-Out Massage Therapist on a Cruise Ship

Let's examine number 3 further. This is a legitimate choice for me, I think. I love all the things you need to love to work in a cafe: feeling forgein, reading in front of other people, poetry readings/ open mic nites, eating sweets, drinking coffee, and viewing art on walls with the price tag attached. Plus I can bake. I'm awesome at cupcakes, but I can get the rest down too.
I like how her cafe looks but I imagine mine would end up more cluttered. As long as it still draws people with mohawks. Punks <3 organic cookies?!?!:

I have that hat!