Saturday, September 03, 2005

22:The Death of All Romance.

and so is the death of my ambitions. reading blogs from all over the world, i realise that i am rather incompetent when it comes to expressing myself and describing things in the most detailed or perfect manner in the english language, or in the malay language in fact. thus, i shall dismiss the dream of wanting to be a writer/journalist/english literature teacher in the future because i will have to compete with so many people who are way better than me. therefore, i shall just be a professional housewife. but even then, becoming a professional housewife would mean that i'd have to get married first. so where in the world am i gonna get myself a groom? never. cos this person (aka me) isn't pretty nor talented so why in the world would any guy want her, or even give her a second look without laughing behind her back?


i swear i have never cried in someone else's arms before.


aah, whatever. go away.

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