I want to travel. I'm saving up to buy a car and get away, far away. I'm going to road trip. I don't want a permanent home because that's just not me. I love the feeling of being completely free -- being able to travel 2,000 miles just for a concert or game, then another 2,000 to visit the Grand Canyon.
My family gives me this look every time I tell them. My parents want me to go to university, but that it DEFINITELY not going to happen. I don't want to have spend half my life studying, then work in some cold, gray building for the rest of my life. I don't want to be like everyone else just because it's the 'normal', conventional thing to do.
I work online every day all day to save up this money, and now my parents see I'm doing quite well at this, they're trying to stop me. My dad takes my laptop when I tell him I'm writing. He says I should be preparing for uni. What, studying all day? If I DO study he asks me why the hell I'm doing it if I plan to throw my life away.
Point is, I'm going to move away from them, and everyone. I'm going to travel, I'm never going to work the 9 to 5 job. I see what everyone says whenever they wake up in the morning. "I hate work! I wish I had a day off!" I want to wake up every morning and say, "Yay! I love my job!"
They can make fun of me, I'm past caring. Because in a few years I'LL be the one completely free and happy, and they'll be buried in text books. What's the point of working all day for something you have no time to enjoy?
If you end up with a boring, miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, you teacher, your priest or some guy on television telling you how to do your shit, then you DESERVE it.
In hell, you don't get tortured. The person you became meets the person you could've become. Well that person is going to meet me, because I choose to be free.