Of Cabbages and Kings;

My list of dreams, to complete before my assumingly untimely demise.

-- Become a mother.
-- Save a life.
-- Sleep under the Eiffel Tower.

-- Own a first edition of Harry Potter.

-- Marry a man who makes me weak at the knees.
-- Drive a Ferrari.
-- Read Marcel Proust.
-- Take a road trip.
-- Visit every Disneyland.
-- Live in a house with a white picket fence.
-- Write a novel.
-- Be overwhelmingly happy.
-- Make a difference to somebody's life.
-- Have my own library.
-- Be fluent in Spanish.
-- Learn to cook lasagne.
-- Fly first-class to somewhere exotic.
-- Take surfing lessons.'
-- Be able to identify more than six star constellations.
-- Have a picnic in the rain.
-- Kiss under the fireworks.
-- Fall in a river.
-- Wear pyjamas to McDonalds.
-- Own a pair of Apple Bottom Jeans.
-- Learn to cartwheel.
-- Go on a Parisian carousel.
-- Have a lick, sip, suck Tequila night.
-- Watch all five Saw movies in a row.
-- Jump into a pile of leaves.
-- Ice-skate at the Rockefeller City.
-- Lie and not get caught.
-- Live. Laugh. Love.

Items that have been checked off;

-- Eat an oyster.
-- Travel around Europe.
-- Own Peter Alexander pyjamas.
-- Do a backward somersault.
-- Spell curse words with alphabet-spaghetti.
-- Send a message in a bottle.
-- Play 'Fur Elise' on piano.
-- Pass IB Chemistry.
-- Laugh until I cry.


Until next time, when the clock strikes one and I can believe in impossible things.
I leave you with this quote by the somewhat infamous Lewis Carroll.

"There is no use trying," said Alice. "One can't believe impossible things."
"I dare say you haven't had much practice," said the Queen. "When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why sometimes I believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."


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