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Sunday, February 26, 2006

Okay, just because I haven't blogged for a long long long time, doesn't mean I died. It's simply because I haven't got anything to pour out of my heart or mind. Or maybe there's just nothing interesting happening in my life. Now I wonder if there were anything interesting to begin with. Which isn't fair.

I really, really sick of being Plain Jane. I suppose that's the female equivalent of Average Joe. I want to break out of this mould. I want to be equated with "wow", not just "okay". (Of course I wouldn't want that ALL THE TIME, but you roughly get what I mean right?) So far, it's seems to be always a pass-me-by moment for me. I'm only some girl at the corner, at the side, nothing more.

Sigh, just when is it going to be my chance to shine? When can I be at the centre of the stage?

Do you think that I'm one of those attention-seeking, limelight-craving people? Oh, please don't.

Life is so short, I just want a moment in my youth when I can be a somebody, not just a face or a voice in the crowd. I want a special moment when it's all-about-me, an immortalised memory that can be relived over and over again in years to come.

Really, I don't want life to pass just like that and then at the end of it, I go, "Oh, that was fast."

Because that, dear ladies and gentlemen, would be a tragedy.

♥ The lights faded at 3:45 pm