Man, I'm so fucking tired of seeing people here and having to justify why I'm going to England. Is it really that upsetting that I'm not happy in my home country? And it isn't as if I haven't been moved away from home for the last two years either. It is virtually no different. No one went out of their way to visit me in Vancouver so that alleged "closeness" really doesn't matter. You don't go out of your way to see me because you enjoy my company. What ever happened to people's sense of adventure anyway? Remember when it was a cliche to go backpacking through Europe when you were 18 and graduated? When is someone considered "old enough" to move far away and take control of their life? I'm fucking 20 now. There are 20 year olds out there with careers.
My family (and I am speaking of non-parents family here) is the worst. I just sat through four hours of my aunt-through-marriage telling me I'm "too young" to be in love and move away (whilst saying she hopes I have a good time and all that "supportive" bullshit). I'm "too young" so I'm supposed to waste those years doing... what exactly? Enrolling in a four-year university course because we can afford it and it's expected of me, going for a degree that I'll probably never use? Working some chump job for two years like some of the grads I know? I took a one-year course for a reason. And sure, it's all well to say, you're 20, no one's really in love at 20, but I've never been so open or close or similar to anyone as I am with the Brit, so if that, the most real human connection I've had in my life, is not love, then what the fuck is love? Am I supposed to give up that one connection so I can go on and do what my family expects people of my age to do? Screw around with guys I can only mildly tolerate and waste money on classes just because I can? I've never been able to connect with my family. I thought it was an age thing. My older cousins could speak to everyone just fine. Then I got to be their age and my family still treated me like a child.
Naturally, I'll go off and focus on my photography and writing career, fail miserably, and probably end up back at university anyway, but until then, I can confidently say,
Fuck them.
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I will return your "Hi" however.
But seriously if you want to go GO! And I have friends who married at the age of 18, they're perfectly happy 2 years later (dated for 6 years prior)... but they did say that they were "poor". Still, they're in college with me and that shiz is not cheap. :/ Anyway you've graduated and have someone for at least emotional support. So screw the people who don't believe in love at a "young" age (seriously though I'm 20 in August so if someone told me that -and I wasn't a hermit- I'd be pissed too). If it's what makes you happy I wouldn't worry about it, just go for it have YOUR ADVENTURE!
Yeah, I know someone who was married at 18 as well (no idea how that went, but she's Mormon). I don't plan on getting hitched any time soon; might not even have to do it for a green card, as they have special visas for people in long-term relationships!