I am still not where I want to be.
I have worked my butt off just to get this far.
It's not enough.
I want more.
My life is far from the dreams I once had as a little girl. So. Freakin. Far. Off.
I wanted to be a rock star, or an architect, or an artist. But none of those dreams came true. At least not yet. And I know for sure that I will never be an architect, because I hate math and it hates me back.