I just need a new blog. My old one, while I still love it, is being read by some family members, and it has become such a stress to write innermost feelings (read:bitching) for fear of being criticized or bitched upon.
I am just at that stage in my life where I should be achieving the stuff I had dreamed of…only that I am still at the dreaming stage. What they (the family) do not seem to understand is that I have set aside following my dreams in order for them to follow theirs. It wasn’t out of nobility that I did it, but because there was no one else available for the responsibilities at hand. And now, they are looking as me as if have no ambition whatsoever to succeed or make my mark in this world. Mehn, it is harder to follow your dreams when you are older, you know?
God, I feel better already writing this stuff up, haha! This is so fucking fun! Right now, I need a job. It is the only thing lacking in my life right now. A darn fucking career. When I have that, people will get off my fucking case.
Au revoir!
