im simply me, im sweet mae.
and hi :D
and hi :D
then, as impulsive as ever, someone thinks that i shouldnt be this version of me. with the intention to polish the better side of me, to be whoever i was supposed to be. and that someone whom i was supposed to be, is nothing less than reluctance.
yeah yeah, who doesnt wish for fame and triumph to fall like raindrops :p
but somehow, after a bit, the raindrops would transform into razors, cutting you by every touch. i dont need success, if it saps happiness. really..
i know it's all of good intention, i know what expectations i can meet and sketch. but ya know what, it's just that, sometimes, i'd rather have a happy past than a proud one. a happy one is adequately awesome to be proud of (:
and im sorry if i should disappoint you (:
it has been nine months. but im pretty sure i havent change, not a bit. it's just that the expectations grew as the period of our acquaintance grew (:
im still that insane kid who thinks pictures tell a thousand tales. the cracked kid who fancy self-taken pictures :p
the childish teen who pulls funny faces at cameras, still thinking it's amusing.
the eccentric nerd who hangs online all hours in the day, and still managed to complete books of 2 inches.
the caffeince proof midnight walker, who survives by green tea frappucino (:
the deep thinker, who claims that she's brainless, who writes beyond the comprehension of the world, who eludes every obvious fact to state and sate the mind's persuasion.
and the huge fan, oftwo very acessible reality ideals.
one who generated the life altering idea; and the other who completes the mission.
and well, nine months later.. now..
something did change after all, i'd got an extra role shape-r and a dream come true (:
what more can i ask for in life..
it's good enough (:
"thank god even crazy dreams come true.."
