Wow. I'll be like, an extreme adult in ten years time. How freakish. I'll probably be married or something mad like that.
But by that time I'll be an established actor. Definitely. I've got a feeling in my gut that I've got something, you know? If I don't make it on talent then I'll make it by tenacity. Inherited willpower. Strong stuff - the drug equivalent would be meth or something. Military equivalent is a nuke.
So yeah, I'll be in Hollywood by then. A lot of theatre. I'll be pursuing my music career too, so I'll be doing killer albums on the side. Muse meets Disney meets Sia meets Blink 182 meets Jack Skellington meets Panic! At The Disco meets Vince Jones, and they all have a 80's revival party with laser lights and strippers.
And my budget should be pretty astronomical, so I'll be touring the world and injecting money wherever I see fit. Gonna buy some politicians and twist them into tangles - making them save the world as opposed to slowly kill it in the name of an off-sea bank account. But I wish I had a few billion right now so I could help that caravan from Central America... drat!
So yeah, I'm going to be this swanky insane actor/musician/philanthropist in ten years. You'd better make friends with me now so that you have first dibs on my funds set aside for personal buddies.