so... now what?

im not sure how to start this...

what would u like to hear from a ranting 17 year old? hmm lets see... i have the social life of a hamster in hibernation, the enigma of a sloth in coma , the attractiveness of a snail under the attack of salt, and the personality of an epileptic worm.

this is going so well already...

but one thing is for sure. i am made of dreams. my dreams make me who i am. of course... most of my dreams may be just mindless fantasizing on my own wilful part, but still, they give me hope and optimism for the future. and they give me great ideas for stories too... my imagination is anything but tamed.

just recently i have been thinking more about my future. usually i live by the minute, as i drag myself through all those doggone days in school. but then sometimes u just cant help thinkin can u? what would it be like? the future that is. it is cause for serious thought when u have to make a choice that will shape the path for ur life. this choice i will have to make, inevitably, albeit against my will, at the end of this year.

so... what would it be like, to be somewhere else? i have yearned to see the world ever since i watched my first travel documentary. my thirst for new experiences, and the exploration of such, will not be quenched until i leave this country. here, i feel pigeonholed, stifled. i need to see for myself what its like... the world.

look at me... all starry-eyed and hopeful. a critic would snigger... i have too optimistic a view of the world which i plan to conquer through discovery. living an independant life of travelling across borders may seem ideal, but dreams can be crushed by reality. the world has yet to put me down with its cruek ways. until i see for myself the hardship that life can bring, i will see the world with the innocence of childlike wonder. reality, as i have often heard, is a dream's archnemesis. only the brave and determined can get past its harshness to achieve their dreams.