breakaway

This world we live in is flipping huge. Why should I stay here, in my little lost corner of Canada ? I wanna leave, I wanna live. Live the life everyone should live. Enjoy a sunset in Greece, the soft waters of Fidji, the clostrophobic feeling of walking around in Tokyo, munch on some amazing italian pasta in Rome. I wanna see it all.

This weekend I was in Maine at my brother's house. Typical college house. But i just love it. I felt so free, so independant. High School is pissing me off, in no way is it letting me do what i love. Tomorrow, i'll learn stuff that I will forget by the time I get home.

SCREW IT. I wanna grow up.
I know , I should be enjoying these moments, its the best days of my life, blablabla. I mean I love my friends here and all, but nothing is holding me back from leaving. I can't wait until August, oh god I can't wait.

I wanna do my own little grocery in an organic store, I want to go get a coffee before work in the morning. I want to be able to have a messy appartment, eat chinese take-out 5 times a week, shop in vintage boutiques, work in the fashion industry. Have my friends over for some wine. I want a cheap ass appartment decorated with urban outfitters house stuff, I want to live in NYC, I want to have a man with messy hair who will wake me up with a kiss.

Dear Diary, I want my life.