sometimes i really wish i could just shirk everything off my back and walk away from all commitments, all the burdening responsibilities that we can never break away from because of our way of life.
i wish i had the strength, to live on $2.50 meals every day and wear bugis-village-typa-clothes, i guess then my dreams of being a dancer would have come true a long time ago. ive come to see that i am the problem, you see, i cannot give up my lifestyle for my dream.
no matter how sick i am, i manage to pull myself up for a dance prac, or to youtube a choreography, or to listen and edit music, and plan my dance pracs, dance steps, anything to do with dancing.
but then i wake up to reality of work. bills to pay. a lifetime of saving money for the future, they say.
the fear erks me.
what kinda life am i leading.. if i don't even dare to step up to my boss and apply for a 3-day leave to go to Japan for a holiday. FML TTM seriously.
okay. im super babbling rubbish here wasting time.. cuz im just too damn stressed over DP.
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