Friday, December 12, 2008 ; 7:15 PM {♥}
Did you ever wish you were another person, leading another life?
I just felt like that this evening.
I was walking down the road pretending to be another person again. Like I wasn't Zhong Jingjie. Wasn't a Singaporean. Wasn't a Dunmanian. Didn't play the trombone. Didn't live in Punggol. Didn't have a good friend turned bad. Didn't bitch about her after that.
And it's not like we all don't know what I'm talking about. But then again, I don't feel like Ms. Nice today and don't feel like doing that "Let's-put-on-big-fake-smileys-and-try-to-pretend-nothing-happened-although-we-all-know-the-world-changed"
Sometimes, it's so tiring doing something that you don't like. It's like reading a very hard book and trying even harder to make sense of those unidentifiable words that go on forever. Like trying to make any sense of why I'm even playing this game of pretend with you. Even when the whole world knows what the hell is going on.
Well, suck it up.
Because I can't put up this happy facade forever when I ain't no Elmo. And that's that.
Labels: diary, rambles, sentimentals
Yours sincerely, MS. JINGS {♥}
