expectations man will be the death of me.
my mum always says I should be a teacher and work hard at my A levels but I'm trying to you know? She's all like "a B won't be good enough".
She doesn't understand that my dream in life is to be a poet, to write poems every hour of the day. I don't want to teach spotty kids about poetry, sighing as I have to read someone else's work. I want them to be reading my work and analysing the hidden meanings in my poems.
I suppose when you look past the smoke clouds I blow and the hair extensions, I'm a romantic at heart.
Maybe I should stop the partying and get on with my work, but I will never EVER EVER be a teacher. Soz mum.
