Post by Natalia LeBlanc on Apr 14, 2011 17:53:54 GMT -5
[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]6.19.2008---------------------------------Cher Journal,
Oh mon Dieu! Maman has just gotten completely out of control! No matter how many times I tell her that I absolutely refuse to become a surgeon like Antoine, she brushes all my words away like they are mere trash that she has no need to listen to. Absolutely infuriating, maman is. How can she not understand that a career in médecine is simply not something that I want? It really is quite simple. My hands were made for charcoal and paints, not for scalpels and stethoscopes.
Journal, you know I rarely write on your pages in anger, but this time she has gone too far! There is only so much of her tyrannic attitude I can stand. I've been patient over these twenty three long years, but I say pas plus! It may be unethical of me, but I'm using her money and taking the first plane I can find out of the country. Maybe I'll go back to Kocher; I could probably find a job there. But she'd know that would most likely be the first place I would go, and I don't want her trying to follow me.
Perhaps I should try for America?
Maman absolutely despises Américains. It's one of the things we argue about, as you know from my previous entries. She thinks they are too wild, too individualistic, too crazy. Too like me. I've dreamed of living in America for years. It's less restrictive. Just look at the artists that came from America! Georgia O'Keefe, Andy Warhol, Jasper Johns, Jackson Pollock...They all thought outside the box. They were abstract, individual, unique. Maman thought their work was just rubbish when I showed them to her, but I could see the beauty in them. To actually go to America and see their works...
I've decided. I'm moving to America. I'll do whatever it takes. I heard there's a meta human school somewhere over there; maybe I can try finding it. But first stop: New York City! Wish me luck!
Sincèrement,
Natalia Victoire LeBlanc
