Somewhere far and away from here.

I lived more than 10 years of my life in this place and I kinda sorta really want to get out of here now. I used to like it when I was younger, until I grew up and encountered the hideous personalities of my so called acquaintances. I cannot fathom why people just can’t be authentic to themselves, but I guess that’s just the world these days. But that’s a whole different subject.

I’m tired of the redundant lifestyle, eat, sleep, school, sleep, eat. Soon I’ll be adding work to that list which is good cause that way I’ll have an income in which I can use to get the hell out of here. There are so many more places I want to discover, so many new buildings and wonders to see. So many new people to meet, and events to go to. The idea just seems so perfect itself, money is the only issue, but luckily it’s one of the easiest issues to overcome.

I’ll see the world real soon.