Monday, April 5, 2010

Gravity. It's working against me.

What's worse than knowing that the Broadway musical West Side Story is coming to Malaysia, but it's way to pricey to go to? Only one thing: being told that you wont succeed.

Babi. I get this a lot. The doubt people have against my true will sickens me. I believe that anybody and everybody can do anything and everything - all they have to do is want it. all they have to do is feel and believe it. Why must the world be so full of negativity? Naysayers begone!

I remember, last year, my parents didn't believe I would get straight A's for PMR. Oh, the lectures I'd get from my mother days before the results. She didn't believe. Naysayer. It hurts to know that your own parents have doubts on you.

But, heck, whatever, I'm way too sick to care anymore. I don't even have the will to be emo about it.

"Kiss me goodbye; I'm defying gravity"

I'll be seeing you, Boston. And you too, hometown, Bloomington.

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