Day Three..

Starts off bad..

I get up in the morning and then mom ambushes me with how much my hatred of math gets the best of me...

Then she talks about all the opportunities that I have missed to something that I don't even want to do anymore.  What I wanted to do was computer animation, but everyone's doing that and I'm not the type to be a follower.

I want to write my stories and my poems, my inspirational publications that everyone has commented me about.

I also want to make designs for clothing.

Animation just doesn't feel like my thing anymore.

Errrr! Just makes me...

Because schools all..

and..

and it just makes me want to..

but if I do that, I get home and..

and..

America might be a document that states freedom, but in its fine text it says no one will ever be free.