Lately, I think I’m losing focus of what I came to Canada to do. And that was to ultimately move to America, or more specifically New York City. I figured it was best to write down exactly what I wanted (or as close as I could get to it) to remind myself and make sure not to lose sight of it. I must keep reminding myself that I must not give up and go back home to Melbourne, (or in other words, boredomsville) where I felt like I was going to die of utter monotony.
So this is it, what my dreams and hopes to have in my lifetime (yes, I’ll still be estatic if I was 75 and only just achieved these things):
- Apartment in Manhattan (or more specifically in Upper East Side, Upper West Side, Greenwich Village, Chelsea, SoHo, TriBeCa, Gramercy, Tudor City)
- An interesting and financially secure job in Manhattan
- Own a Toy Labrapoodle (my apartment then has to allow pets and be big enough for him/her to run around
- Wed in some pretty park in New York (yes, I know I said I didn’t want to get married but I realised lately that I probably do. Well, a little bit to the least)
Hmm, that’s it for now. And if I never get to achieve these things then at least I will be satisfied enough with myself that I did try. As I live by the rule that failure is only when you give up on your dreams, not that you couldn’t achieve them.
TO THE AMERICAN DREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
