You know what? I really cannot wait to grow up and travel. I hate that my parents don't care for it,and that we never go anywhere besides the Philippines. I really want to go the Wizarding World of Harry Potter next year. You think they'd say yes considering I've just finished the HSC and school. Why would I want to spend two months in the Philippines by myself? It doesn't make sense.

Nothing feels fair anymore. I don't care if I'm being crabby but it's so freaking boring. I don't know what will make me happy anymore