Dear Diary,
So, turning 18 hasn’t exactly been what I expected so far. I graduated high school, but that wasn’t exactly the unexpected part. I always got good grades, so naturally I graduated on the honour roll. The unexpected part is how I came to be on this plane, sitting in executive class next to some snoring businessman in a suit and writing to you. Where do I begin… Well, as I said, good grades and “success” were just something that was expected of me my whole life. Both my parents are extremely successful career people, which in turn meant my family was sort of well off. I had the typical “rich kid” childhood. Nannies, tutors, parents constantly M.I.A…You get the idea. My parents had my whole life planned out for me, even though they weren’t exactly a part of it themselves. I was going to graduate high school and then go off to law school to make tons of money like them. And that’s where I’m headed right now…At least that’s what my parents think. You see, I didn’t exactly apply to law school. In fact, I didn’t apply to any schools at all. I had never really “agreed” with my parents’ vision for my life. I wanted something more. Something interesting, and exciting. So I told my parents I got into law school in London. They were thrilled! They gave me a bankcard to use at my disposal and sent me on my way without a second thought. They were just so proud I was “fulfilling my destiny” (their words). So here I am. On a plane. I know, I know. What kind of daughter lies to her parents like that? Well, at least the entire thing wasn’t a lie. I really was going to London, just not for law school. I was going for an adventure. I have lived in Canada my entire life, and I need a change. I’ve always wanted to go to London, so I thought “why not seize the opportunity”? My parents will never be the wiser. It’s not like they actually pay attention to me anyways. I’ll miss my brother and sister though. Elizabeth (my parents call her that, but she prefers Lizzie or Liz), and Tyler. They’re the ones that actually gave you to me. They said I could “write about my travels” in you. But I think I’d prefer to just write about my life, if you don’t mind. Oh great. I just checked with the flight attendant and this flight isn’t over for a long time. Who knew it took that long to fly over an ocean? I should probably try to get some sleep. But before I go, I think I’ll start making a list. Something to keep track of my “adventure”. What should it be? Hmmmm…..I know! A list of things I’ve learned…so far. How’s that? I think it sounds like a plan. So here we go:
Things I’ve Learned…So Far:
#1. The ocean is bigger than it looks.
#2. Always plan ahead.
…because I have no idea what the heck I’m gonna do when I land….
Love,
Melody xx
