And it was only for one last in minutes of course, I’m very pleased that my parents love me and are really proud of me, but seven times for 15 minutes is too much.
“You’ll be the best student of the Master program”
“And after that you’ll get the best job…”
They’ve been talking about my happy future since, I guess, I was born. They paint all those pinkish dreams with their sugarish voices. I’m glad that they belies in me, that they love me so much, and that for them I’m the best person in the world, but such speech, bas never annoyed me more than
it does right now. I don’t want to get a Master degree. I don’t want to have a job of their dream. It’s my life and I want to live it my way. I want to flirt with that guy who sits with his granny and clicks his smartphone. Why does he glance at those girls at the table nearby and never take a look on me?
And that company of those two girls and one guy. They are really hewing fun and enjoying their time together. I wish I could spend my time with my friends, but they all are too busy preparing to their entrance exams.
“Hey, Amy! Are you listening to us? What are you dreaming about?” dad called me. I guess, it
wasn’t for he first time.
“Amy, please, tell me that you wasn’t thinking of Spenser” it was mommy. She has always
been worried about me. “Amy, he broke up with you. You have to forget about him and focus on your studying” said she seriously. Thank you mommy! I wasn’t thinking of him and it were the happiest few hours. But now I am. Damn, Spens, why did you leave me? Everything was great and than you just said that you are splitting up with me.
“Oh, Em, I love you so much”. WHAT? Oh, it’s not to me. It’s just that couple at the table next
to ours one. Damn, why everyone around me is so happy? I guess, I have to change something in my
life. I have to do something for me, not for someone else. I’ve made my decision.
“Mom, dad, I’m not going to get Master degree. I’m going to fly to Los Angeles”.
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