I’m staying at home, watching non-stop
glee-athon. So not me. So unacceptable.
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Well, there is a part in the story remind
me of the old me. Someone I used to be. And I’m not proud of it. I’m pretty
sure I have change. No longer living in that life which I consider fake and
uncertain. It is a mistake. A mistake which taught me a lot of lesson. A good
lesson. At that time , I am just a typical teenagers trying to find her identity.
Sometimes getting lost in the journey of life is okay. It gives me
opportunity to view this world in a different perspective. But still,
it is a mistake. Anyhow, I never regret. I’m happy that I made that
mistake. At least I made the mistake earlier, and I have more time to realize
how immature I have been. I don’t need forever to realize how it is so wrong.
Only sometimes, when I reach at the brink of my insanity, I somehow miss that
moment of mistake. Then I slapped my face several times, and get back to
reality. I have changed. No turning back. Not even looking.
