I feel like my place is going to Seattle and going to college at Seattle pacific. Sophomore or junior year I want to study abroad in Dublin. I have a feeling I will fall in love with the city. And then I want to study in London. That’s as far as my realistic dreams get. Im not sure anymore. I mean I find love in journalism. I love layout and design. I think the way you put a page together is the most important thing. I love writing other peoples stories. I love amazing photography and art accenting the articles. But I’m not sure where thy will lead me. On the other hand, my unrealistic dream consists of me wanting to model. I like being in front of a camera. Being someone you are not. Transforming boring into beautiful. But let’s face it, I am 5’5” with yes, a model size waist but an unpropritonal legs and ass. My skin isn’t the greatest and I have thin short hair. It’s a silly dream. Something silly I want to do. But I’m realistic. Which I believe is good. I know I can accomplish my realistic dreams. But for all the silly wishes and romantic dreams, do I just completely ignore them all?