It's because I didn't wanna bore whoever reading my sordid blog, with a sordid story about what I did, or ate, or thought of, or felt.
You know what?
Screw that.
It's my blog. It's my name. I don't care anymore. Everyone else can form their own opinion, prior or post meeting me. The only opinion that matters is my mother's.
Form your opinions, make your assumptions, disregard all my previous attempts to display whatever semblance of respect that you should offer me. And, while you're at it, spread your opinions to other people.
I strive to be the person I am today, and if that doesn't sit well with you, then... well, take it up some place else. I may not be in the best of places for a 19 year old, but I'm getting there. I'm going through an internship at one of the most notable firms in Malaysia and juggling a part time job, I'm so sorry if I'm not the loveliest human being around. I can't blame anyone else if they're not a Stepford wife on speed, you have so much things to be present for, so many things to attempt, so many things on your mind.
So, yeah. I'm done putting on a show. Like I'm a put together human being. I was failing miserably before, but now I'm not even gonna try.
Hokay.
-R
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Nice post. No one is perfect and I know how you feel. When I was your age I was always trying to please everyone, and I always wanted to be the centre of all attention, but with age comes maturity and all I want now is peace and quiet and to work on my novels. You are young, and so smart already, not to mention a good writer, and I know that with time you too will discover yourself. Don't worry about with what others say and just try to be the best person that you can. Be good.
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