
Maybe I think too much. Maybe my mind confuses itself and then I get too worked up over the possibilites life has for me. I want to become a professional photographer and make a living working for myself. Then again, I wouldn’t mind shedding 30 pounds and becoming a model. Though I’m too short and not prettty enough, I wouldn’t mind being dolled up and looking pretty. I also dream of moving to a far away place, like California or maybe even Florida. Just anywhere it doesn’t snow. I’m sick of the cold weather. I also need to stretch my ear lobes more. They’re small, and I need to invest in Jojoba Oil to thicken my lobes…they’re thinning. Yuck. I want to settle down by 24ish and I want two kids. I want a cute house that inside, is incredible. I want too much in life that even if I get, won’t be enough. Life is full of wants and “needs”, but when its time to die, those things don’t really matter.