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I want to travel. I want an adventure. I want out. I want away from all this. Next summer is not soon enough. If only i had a big jet plane to fly me where ever i wanted to go, when ever i wanted! Dad, you shouldn't have let me go to brazil. Now i might leave one day and never come back here. Everything's better when i'm in another country. People like me better. I have better relationships with my friends. And people miss me. I think i've learned all i possibly can from a formal school system. If i really want to learn anything else, i think the world will have to teach it to me. i just wanna scream, "Hello! My God, it's been so long! Never dreamed you'd return! But now here you are, and here i am!" |
restless.