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posted : April 13, 2008
I’m slowly but painfully giving up trying to prove my point. I want to be happy for the rest of the years I have to live on. I no longer want to implode, explode etc. I got no energy for that. Soon, very soon 20 years of my life is going to be over. By the time I hit 21, I want to have accomplished something. Anything but something. Something important, close to my heart. I’ve decided. To stop living my life for others. But for myself. Just myself. To stop trying to explain to the people around me what my thinking is, and that my thinking is not wrong, I’m not screwed basically. But heck. I don’t want to prove anymore. All along, thus far, I was juvenile to think that the purpose of my life is to prove them wrong. But now, I beg to differ. I want to achieve much more out of the rest of my years on Planet Earth. On a side note, Goyang Goyang made me freakin high man! |