I just came back from D.C, which was one of the worst flight ever. First of all, we missed our flight, because we went to the wrong airport. This was the first time it had ever happened to us: we weren't leaving from the same air port that we had arrived in. It was really upsetting when we did arrive in the correct airport. We were there 45 minutes before the airplane was about to take off, but they did not allow us in. The option that was presented to us, was that we were going to have to wait on standby, which meant that we would probably be separated. Turns out that, the only one that was separated from us was my step dad, who ended up taking a flight to Denver during a snow storm, and then taking a flight to L.A. We prayed for him intensely because of fear that something might go wrong with the flight or that he would have to stay in Denver with nothing (because we had his luggage). Anyway, during our flight to San Francisco, I sat next to a woman and her baby. I don't want to seem like a mean person, but that kid annoyed me for 5 hours. I know eventually I will have to go through that: the whole bringing my child in an airplane thing, but still, that was annoying. The kid kept crying and crying, and then from time to time would scream right into my ear. We finally landed then took off another flight to L.A, and during that flight, the two girls behind me would not stop talking. they talked for a whole 1 hour and 23 minutes, it amazed me. I know I am a girl, but I do not talk that much, well, I don't think I do. Anyway, their conversations were far from interesting and almost made me fall asleep if it weren't for the annoying screech of their high pitch giggles and talk of "like", " I know", and "she is soooo irritating." The whole conversation was pointless and I felt like my I.Q was going down within every article (the, a, etc.). When we finally arrived home, I was so relieved and I slept for hours on end.
This spring break, we went to Chicago as well as D.C, and I think that is one of my most favorite cities. The culture there is amazing and I love the art and architecture that surrounds the city. The men there aren't half bad looking either lol. Anyway, the whole trip brought so many questions up: Where am I going to go for College?, What courses am i going to take?, What do I want to be? What am I going to major in? Many questions like that. My mom says that she wants me to be whatever makes me happy, but she would be happy if I became a doctor. Now, I'm not sure if I should fulfill her wishes and make her happy, or pursue my dreams and make myself happy. My mom has already made a name for herself as a dentist/doctor, now I want to make a name for myself in something that I'm good at too, I'm just not sure if being a doctor is that thing. I don't want to disappoint her, but sometimes her expectations are too high. I feel like all parents want their child to be a doctor or a lawyer or something that is "respectable", but not all kids can be a doctor or a lawyer, and not all kids want that. I certainly don't. Well, being a lawyer kind of is appealing to me, but I still don't know what I want. But I do know that whatever I will be, i don't want that profession to overtake my life and keep me from doing what my heart desires most and that is becoming an artist. (not the painter kind of artist, although that could be an option.)
and as for trouble with men...
The one man that I feel is a perfect match for me, doesn't even notice that. I feel like he sees me as a friend and a flirting buddy, not as something that could potentially be the one. The problem is, I've fallen for him and I see him as the one, I just wish there was a way to reverse all of that so I could just see him as just another nice guy with a cute smile. I don't know....
