these past couple of days i’ve been watching high school musical 3: senior year. well, since myself is a senior (honestly people! senior means the 12th grade students, that doesn’t mean seniority happens. i just can’t stand that some people at my school are overly sensitive and obsessive over words and stupid stuff – stuff which should not be a problem anyway!!) can totally relate to the movie, but less musical.
like troy, i have my future being planned and set out in front of me. but the difference, in the end he got to make his own choices (UCLA Berkeley. and to be close to gabriella as well!) while me? as grateful as i am, IR is not actually what i want to do. it was chosen for me.
like tiara gold (the sweet-british-accent-student-of-london-academy-of-dramatical-arts personal assistant of sharpay) i am acting to get – sadly – what everybody else wants me to want.
okay, this post actually a selfish writing of myself saying for the thousandth times:
UTRECHT SCHOOL OF
THE ARTS GRAPHIC
DESIGN
but some people around me are only thinking how much money a graphic designer makes compares to a diplomat, so the conversation ends there.
toodles, L!
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