This is going to be a self-discovering post so put up with me or ship out, I'm not forcing anyone to read my rants and I'll write what I want to write no matter how lengthy and long-winded it can be.


It's having a goal and determination to achieve it. It's knowing what I want and never settling for less or second best. It's pushing myself to be the very best I can be. It's forgoing a social life to hone and carve out talents that would prove useful for my dreams. It's about not giving a damn what anyone thinks about your dreams no matter how hurtful those comments can be. It's pursuing something everyone thinks is stupid but having faith in yourself that you can do it. It's being secretive and not telling anyone even your parents about your dreams for the future. It's forgoing all outings and interactions with friends just so you can save money for your desire. It's spending long nights in front of the computer observing and learning everything you see. It's memorising all the little things that will help you one day. It's about keeping your mouth shut so the little thread that's helping you to go on and pursue a greater want will never snap. No matter what anyone thinks of me, I will make it.

2008 - it's about my dreams. Next year is going to be the year where I'll grind myself into the ground, oil those machines and get going without looking back. It's not about caring what other people think: when I want it, I want it. I'm not going to back down to no one. I'll try my best to impress those that need it, not the little voices of dissaproval in the background. You think I can't do it?

Watch me.
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Mandarin class was postponed from 2 p.m. to 5 p.m. today so I spent the afternoon watching Ugly Betty. It's surprising really that comedy about a highly-irritating fat-ass ruining a good fashion magazine can reduce me in the end to nothing but a pool of tears. It was a conversation between my second favourite character Wilhelmina Slater (the first being Marc her assistant, so gay I ♥ him) and her daughter Nico. (lawl, coincidence?)

Nico was doing what normal red-blooded teenagers do blah blah and rebelling against her mother. It wasn't that scene that make me cry but what Wilhelmina said later when they were in her house/apartment discussing about the day's events. Nico accused Wilhelmina for not being able to love and Wilhelmina snapped back:

"The most valuable lesson somebody thought me is that the only person you can depend on is yourself."

When those words sprang out of her mouth, tears pooled from my eyes and soon I was nothing but a weeping mess. Those words touched my heart because in many ways, it is very much true. No man is an island, yes but you can't depend on anyone for anything but yourself. You are the most important person in the world and sometimes being selfish is what you need to get yourself through. Sometimes you need to take one for the team, but what happens when they betray and stab your back?

*ahem* Anyway, then Nico accuses Wilhelmina for building armour so great she can't love anyone or feel anything. I digress, building a wall for yourself means you're protecting yourself from the world. When someone has a goal they strive to work hard for it, what's wrong with that? Nico is such an ungrateful bitch, her parents want what's BEST for her. And yet she can answer with such trite like "What about what's best for me?"

WTH BITCH. WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU AND WHAT'S BEST FOR ME IS THE SAME DAMN THING. THEY WANT TO SEND TO BOARDING SCHOOL IN FRANCE, TAKE IT. HELL, IF MY PARENTS DID THAT I'D GO WILLINGLY, AND WITH A SNAP OF MY DAD'S FINGERS I'D BE ON THE PLANE TO CHARLES DU GAULLE AIRPORT IN NO TIME.

No one and I mean NO ONE can beat the bitchiness that is Wilhelmina Slater and in many ways, I relate to her. I sincerely feel that I do. Too bad that ugly fat-ass bitch is going to win. PUT MODELS BACK ON THE COVER. The reason why nobody puts fat/"real" people is because they ARE UGLY.

Period.
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And now I leave you all with a picture of Krystle in her Lit Night costume. Was taken during practice night. Doesn't she look like a man in drag? Tee hee. ♥

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