It's days like today that make me want to escape from here, to leave the restraints of family life and school behind and flourish into the person that I want to be, not to be held back or judged everytime I make a decision. Take today for example, I went to Scribe and got my left helix & my right second pierced, and you know, as I'm EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD it is entirely my decision as an adult to get whatever I like pierced. I am old enough technically to do whatever I want, but no, my family decide to have a huge go at me, even when I rationally make the point that they are my ears, it's my body, my choice. It is not like they are horrible piercings on my face or anywhere else for that matter, and it is not like I went a got a tattoo (I genuinely think they'd desert me a reject me as their daughter if I did).?!?!
In most respects, although I am extremely nervous about it, I cannot wait to go to University, to get away from what sometimes seems like an oppressive regime and be who I want to be, and do what I want to do. I need to be free enough to take my life into my hands, doing what I decide that I feel like doing. I don't necessarily mean anything crazy, I'm not going to come back from my first term of Uni drugged-up, covered in ink and pierced as much as a collinder. Little things that make me as a person, be it physical or mental, are all a part of growing up, maturing into a (reasonably) sensible adult, and I simply cannot wait til I can do this.
... just need to actually not fail my A-Levels so I can get into University to begin with...
(And yes, the title of this blog post is a PussyCat Dolls song, but it's quite a good song, believe it or not!)
In most respects, although I am extremely nervous about it, I cannot wait to go to University, to get away from what sometimes seems like an oppressive regime and be who I want to be, and do what I want to do. I need to be free enough to take my life into my hands, doing what I decide that I feel like doing. I don't necessarily mean anything crazy, I'm not going to come back from my first term of Uni drugged-up, covered in ink and pierced as much as a collinder. Little things that make me as a person, be it physical or mental, are all a part of growing up, maturing into a (reasonably) sensible adult, and I simply cannot wait til I can do this.
... just need to actually not fail my A-Levels so I can get into University to begin with...
(And yes, the title of this blog post is a PussyCat Dolls song, but it's quite a good song, believe it or not!)
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