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Jean
the dork
is merely an ordinary dork,
has the world's WORST judgment in guys,
thinks she's from outer space,
is trying NOT to fall for the wrong guys,
is trying to be a grown-up,
meanwhile, being herself.

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Monday, September 15, 2008

For a pessimist, I am pretty optimistic

Current mood : I can hardly describe
Theme song : For a pessimist, I am pretty optimistic by Paramore

Tipsy. Or drunk?

After tasting 14 types of wines at the same time, I was not feeling right.

Okie, before you are gonna brand me as an alcoholic, I have to clarify something here.

#1 - I have not been drinking that much.

#2 -If that was not because of my current job, I don’t think I would even want to take a sip though I felt absolutely terrible.

The last time I was drunk was like 3 months ago. Or more than that?

I seriously have no idea. After that night, I swore to God that I’d never ever want to get so drunk …..

just because of a passerby.

For a pessimist, I am pretty optimistic. I guess so?

Friends thought that I was going to behave like what I did in the past. No worries, pals. I am not who I was. No more drinking. No more crying out loud. No more partying. Life goes on.

Isolated. Alone.

Sometimes, things just happen. Uncontrollably. Unexpectedly.

“ Am I not good enough? Or I can never be good enough?” I asked

“ No. You are good, nice, friendly, outgoing, funny……”

“But why?”

I think Ah Yuan was being a really sweet friend to convince me that I am actually a nice person but things just happened. Well, I am not being upset. Maybe I am. I don’t know.

But I do know I am tired. Sick and tired.

Sick of being the best friend, the special friend, the joke,

Right now, I just wanna be myself.




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