The Beginning (1/1)

Today is February 27 and i'm on my way to school right now, but no, i'm not going straight to class, i am heading to the library. And i will sleep there.I am currently on my third year in college, i need two more years of patience to graduate and be the top of my class, this course that i never loved. But i guess i would stay longer if my absences will increase, just like what i will do today. I know, you might think i'm a brat. A kid who doesn't care about my parents money and my parents hardships. Well, i'm just being fair. They never cared about me too, they only care about what people will tell them and they only care about their name and their status. I love colors, paintings, graphic and visual arts. But my parents forced me to take Political Science, yes, our family is one of the prominent political families in this country (talking about Political Dynasty here, the shit that eats the world) That is why i have great respect with dreams. Not just day dreaming, but also the dreams when we sleep. It is only with dreaming that i could reach my real dream. I can have all the things that every girl could ever dream, yes because, we are rich. But i am never happy.  __________________________________________________