10 Years from now.

In all honesty, in 10 years I'll probably be miserable. Chances are I'll be trying to pay off student loans, living in my parents basement, couch surfing, or living in the dumpiest apartment in Nelson. More than likely, by then my parents will have kicked me out because I'm now old enough to get my own house, but I can't afford it because it's not like the economy is going to get any better. I wish I could say that in 10 years I'll be traveling, but then I'd be lying to you. I just don't think 10 years from now will be happy. Sure, I might have a few nice people in my life, I guess that's one plus. But there isn't much else to be happy about. And I know, at least I'm not in a poverty stricken country, I'm just saying what I truly think. This isn't what I wish will be 10 years from now, this is a 75 percent chance of what 10 years from now will be like.

Since it's Halloween the day I'm writing this, I guess I should say what I might be doing on this day. Well, I'd go about my day, probably working, and then I'd get home and sit near the door waiting for the kids to knock. When I open the door, I'll see the smiles on their faces and remember when I didn't have to care about anything, now I have bills, money, more bills, food, and work to worry about. Before, everything was care free...

I guess I'm not looking forwards to being 25... I just feel that too many things will have changed for me, and not in a good way. 

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Hey!
My name's Sierra and I like mustaches! :{D


and I'm pretty stoked for English as well. :D