When i think about myself; past, present and future, I can't see anything. I wish i'm something special, as opposed to being a mass-produced piece of human being... you know, the generic type. Not stupid yet not very smart, not ugly yet not beautiful, not disabled yet much of my abilities are limited, not evil yet not even kind, not dowdy yet not sensational either.
Maybe i've allowed myself to become this way. I refuse to believe that I was destined for a life of mediocricy about 18 years ago when I was welcomed into this world. Baah. I only have myself to blame.
Anyhoos. there's only two more weeks left before the end of Ramadhan. I cannot believe this... meaning the date that I have supposedly been preparing for the past three years is drawing closer! Yikes.
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