The helicopter

We had maths first period today. It was boring and I had a headache. Suddenly we heard a strange noise. I turned around and saw a red helicopter outside. I quickly took my notebook out of my bag and started writing, hoping for a miracle to happen. I clearly imagine how someone would knock on the door, open it and say, "Pleshcheva Sonya your helicopter is here and your dad is waiting for you outside. Please pack your stuff and get to the parking lot as quick as possible."
Everyone would look at me with astonishment and I would smile at them. Then I would leave and run towards the helicopter. My dad would wait for me there and soon we would be high up in the air. I would look back at my school and feel sorry for these that are left there to study. We would go to Montenegro and maybe around the world. But...
The helicopter left, Maths ended and... Nothing happened.

I want the time to move slowly and... to rush!

Sometimes I just don't want to move on with my life. If I could take myself back in time and stay there forever I would be a 6th grader again. Katja would still be my best friend, I would have lunches with Peter at the top of the Grenier, Yaroslav would talk about bulls on the bus and... It would be better.

I found out that I want to go on a trip around Russia more than anything in the world. It's my best wish now. I would want to go on the trip this summer, but there's nobody to come with me. (Yesterday) at lunch time I was copying the Russian map into my notebook. I didn't plan where to go yet, although I know that there are some places I would really want to visit.
I also want to go on a trip around the world with my cousin, but that can't be possible because I'm 13 and Vasjok is 8. To travel around the world I'm going to have a helicopter. A purple one. With flowers on it (=^_^=).

That's what I wish for. What about you?