two weeks.

Italy is truly a beautiful country.

If I lived here, like really lived here, in my own abode,

it would be wonderful.

wow wow, I have been trying to make decisions.

concerning my future.

it's been super frustrating...

I would really like to be where ever this is.

I love artsy crafty stuff, and I think when I get home, I will have a job where I can do just that! Teaching art to kids.

now... I don't particularly care to be around small children very much...

but I think if I add art into the mix, I will really enjoy it, and their company.

we shall see.

I go home in two weeks.

I am pretty excited.

this is the end.

chels.

I want my ears to bleed.

my headphones are turned up as loud as they will go.

I am trying to drown my own thoughts.

I don't want to think about the future.

I am still young right?

Why do I have to make all of these huge decisions that affect me for the rest of my life, RIGHT NOW?!

what if I just don't want to go to college...

I have an idea, and I think it will work,

it's college, but on my terms...

but everyone keeps prodding me.

I've never done schooling or anything normally, so why start now!?

We leave for Rome this week.

couldn't have come at a better time.

I will observe the old world, and gather my conclusions about future there.

because whatever they did back then works, it's still standing.

this is the end.

chels.

I want to break free.

be alive, and live on the edge.

stop complaining, and just be grateful for life.

grab my camera, and just go.

enjoy the world of different cultures.

hear the music, taste the food.

meet the people, and hear their stories.

I need to be taught a lesson.

this is the end.

chels.