Three years ago.

The only reason I hid that letter 3 years back is because I attempted to deceive myself that my passion is gone and that I was embarrassed of myself.
I swear I was willing to work hard ok!
Come to think of it again, I don't know if I was lucky or unfortunate to not get in.
After glancing at that letter, I told myself that it's not going to work out anymore.
The best move is to forget it, lose passion in it and hate it.
(Owellz, isn't that what I'm doing exactly right now?)
Although I'm still in it but it just don't feel right.
I'm there physically, definitely not mentally.
I'm not gonna be a sentimental puss and start wailing over something that I had absolutely no control over.
(Okay, maybe I played a certain factor that could change the decision.....)
(But hey, I'm only trying to comfort myself here.)
I don't care what's gonna happen to it or to them.
I just know that I think I've found a new love and that I'm fucking looking forward to the events lined up even though I know that I will never be able to excel in it.
Whatever, I mean who cares right.
The bottomline is, it just sucks to be me.

☮ leong