one day

I feel like I'm in a world with so much to do, to explore, to learn, to see. So much to fall in love with, so many dreams to chase... But I am confined to sitting a box. The box - the life of a secondary 4 student taking a national exam at the end of the year. It restricts so much... I feel as if there is something inside of me, dying to explode. I want to do something crazy, something radical... Something out of the box.

I want to go to London, live in a world where everyone has a nice accent, eat pretty looking pastry, look up at the Big Ben until I sprain my neck. I want to get up and start dancing, enter a dance competition and show the world what I've got, wear loud costumes, bright make-up and pose in front of the camera with my dancers to frame the memories. I want to throw a huge party and invite everybody I know, have a whale of a time. I want to buy a round-the-world air ticket and a rucksack, and run away. I want to put my name down to be a passenger on the first tourist shuttle to the moon. I want to send a message in a bottle, write down everything that I ever felt secretly but never dared to tell anyone, and see if someone will reply. I want to ballroom dance under the moonlight, feel like time has stopped for me. I want to go on a holiday with my best friend, spend New Year's in another continent. I want to spend a night with someone just talking heart to heart under the stars. I want to go to New York, run to the top of the Statue of Liberty. I want to fall in love --deeply and unconditionally.

I need a vacation. I need a break. I need time to laze around, or perhaps sit at Starbucks for a whole day with a novel and a vanilla latte.

Let us away.