My Escape.

Okay so... here it is. My blog. What could a blog resemble? A life story, a persons thoughts, a persons feelings, an escape. What? A way to express things and tell them to the world. To introduce yourself to people without having them really meet you. To make them feel like, in a sense, they know you. Letting go of yourself is scary, and that's why I'm having second thoughts about this thing. This "thing" being this blog.

So, how should I start this? I go everyday unsure of who I am. There are so many things I wanna do and so many places I wanna go, but so many people and things are stopping me. There is this whole other person I wanna be and show people but I can't. I just, can't. So I guess this is going to be my escape. This place I can go to tell people (or no one) how I feel and how I wish things could be.

I wish things could be different. I wish things could be amazing, like a miracle. Only different. I know I'm probably making no sense to you, but It all makes sense to me. And that, is all that matters. Of coarse this is MY escape right, not yours, right?

So, lets see. Let me tell you about myself. I`m a sixteen year old girl who has this big dream to making it big in the singing industry. I have two younger brothers, who I love with, along with my mom and her boyfriend of like, seven years I think? oh! and i have two cats, ozzy and blossom. My dad lives 45 minutes away with his wife (as of five months ago) and along with that marriage came two step-brothers. My life is anything but normal, but i've excepted it, mostly unwillingly.

Living on Prince Edward Island, Canada, is very unexciting. I plan to move to Toronto as soon as possible, but god only knows when and if that'll happen. I like excitement, and new experiances. I want to LIVE. Like fully live. I have a boyfriend too, did I mention that? Yeah, Zack. He wants the opposite of me. He wants to live with me right after high school. He wants to get married and have kids before we turn twenty-five, or around there at least. I want to live with friend, not know whats going to happen tomorrow, live without knowing. I don't know, I just don't want to plan my life out. The most I plan out if I even plan it out is for a week at most.

Well....I think i'm going to bring this to an end. My first blog entry I mean. I have to go to work. I work at a supermarket. Very fancy eh? Oh well it's fine for now, I live in a small town, it's very limited. Anyways, I'll tell you about that another time. For now, I'll leave you with this. Do we ever know exactly what we want, or do we just think we do?

Janna.