114.

114 days and I graduate.
114 days and I am thrust out into the real world.
114 days and I can't wait.

Current dream:
I attend a college in New York. Get any old job I can, work for my money and shop it away. The prospect of strutting down the streets of Manhattan in my hard-earned, payed for heels and with shopping bags in my hands is thrilling. The idea of living in my own loft, studio apartment, or even a room above the local pizzeria is invigorating. I'll splatter paint the walls, decorate every room down to the molding and clean every inch because it'll be my home. My place to return to every night. My bed to tuck into. My lights to turn off and my dishes to wash.

I'll have to start looking into schools in New York.
Step One: get accepted!