Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.
I’ve just viewed Jasmine’s blog and I can’t help admiring her writing. It really amazed me how fluent her sentences are, flawless, even. If only I could be like her. I feel so self-abased right now. T_T
Sometimes, I feel like I’m stuck in a dark cloud, with the absence of my silver lining. Watching everyone float past me, on dazzling white clouds, towards success, leaving me stranded on the dark cloud, licking my own wounds. Somehow, I know I will never succeed, never achieve what I’ve always dreamt of, what with Life’s unhelpful interfering and my indifference towards my surroundings.
I want to escape, to my very own paradise, my haven, where nothing will ever bug me again. I want to lie down on the beach, bathing in the sun rays, feel the waves beat against my body; drifting towards Dreamland. I want to lost myself in my own sweet thoughts, tasting the sweetness, cancelling out all the bitter memories…
But no. I can’t even escape to Australia yet, so forget about Dreamland.
Lucky Natalie. I wish I could go with her to Melbourne, be it sooner or later, as long as I am going, to escape from all the complications here. Another privilege I get to enjoy at Australia: dropping BM. I find myself giving up on that subject already, hanging on a cobweb, dangling precariously, awaiting its inevitable fall.