Year 18. "It's too late to change. Just settle with it."

My dad insists on it as a safe choice.

2006, I went to a college I didn't want to go to. My dad insists on it as a safe choice. 

I desire something that enables me to travel the world. Yet the decision is made with a promising future.

But none of the reality fits my expectation of a university. I cried in sorrow, losing hope for the next four years. 

It's too late to change. Just settle with it.

His words make me angry. It's too early to cease the efforts and surrender to the adult world. I reject this advice.

I need to find a gateway to somewhere further away. Further enough that control will be out of reach and can never distract me from calling shots on my own.