And so I live on....everyday i feel the wrath of my mother. Shit. My life as I know it seems to have gone down the drain. If I could, I wouldn't go to college. I'd live my life in a rat_infested apartment and starve to death, the way penniless artists do.... That's just the way I want to live. But my mom insists that I go to college and become a stewardess so she can get discounts if she travels...talk about selfish intentions... What I want is far from that. I want to become an artist, the kind who sings, acts, dances, plays the guitar, paints, and has no money! That's the only life for me....... I'm perfectly sure no one else wants all that... especially the no money part... fame and fortune don't really appeal to me. It's superficial. I wish my parents knew that. ~>reginageorge