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Here, Roma asked to to see the calculator... hmmm, random but w/e...
anyways, a few days ago me, Alissa and her friend Anya went out to a coffeshop where had a great time with silly and thoughtful discussions. one of our them was about our future... and it was kind of sad... we want to create, to sustain this hidden power of producing things, that are not made of figures, but of just pieces of soul... but our parents don't want us to follow our dreams, or at least the things we concider to be our dreams... I want to be a Rockstar, it's kind of obvious, but my step-dad says: it's genetics, you cannot play guitar... thank you daddy... he also asked me to help them yesterday, to carry some kind of box to the 3rd floor... and when i did it, he started to scream: Gosh, I told you to bring it to the second floor, but i heard him saying 3rd... well, shouldn't be a big deal... i try not to bother him about anything... but i really need a car right now... Dreams of our parents are understandible, they want us to be rich and successful, but it seems that they think all i can do is count numbers and do high level math... it just seems so... yeah... and i try to explain them, that if i follow my dream, i would probably become everything they want... but they don't believe me? or maybe they do, deep inside... but afraid of mistakes i might make... but mistakes are just our chances to learn... it's better to make mistakes now, because later it might be too late lo learn something... and once in a while i feel like if i was wasting my time in this world... i have so many dreams, i created a world for myself... but it's cold and lonely... and i think that i need to share this world with someone... someone special... i know that i worth a lot, but people like me to prove it to them, and i'm tired of doing it... all the time... why can't they just let me live? live MY LIFE on my own?
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anyways, a few days ago me, Alissa and her friend Anya went out to a coffeshop where had a great time with silly and thoughtful discussions. one of our them was about our future... and it was kind of sad... we want to create, to sustain this hidden power of producing things, that are not made of figures, but of just pieces of soul... but our parents don't want us to follow our dreams, or at least the things we concider to be our dreams... I want to be a Rockstar, it's kind of obvious, but my step-dad says: it's genetics, you cannot play guitar... thank you daddy... he also asked me to help them yesterday, to carry some kind of box to the 3rd floor... and when i did it, he started to scream: Gosh, I told you to bring it to the second floor, but i heard him saying 3rd... well, shouldn't be a big deal... i try not to bother him about anything... but i really need a car right now... Dreams of our parents are understandible, they want us to be rich and successful, but it seems that they think all i can do is count numbers and do high level math... it just seems so... yeah... and i try to explain them, that if i follow my dream, i would probably become everything they want... but they don't believe me? or maybe they do, deep inside... but afraid of mistakes i might make... but mistakes are just our chances to learn... it's better to make mistakes now, because later it might be too late lo learn something... and once in a while i feel like if i was wasting my time in this world... i have so many dreams, i created a world for myself... but it's cold and lonely... and i think that i need to share this world with someone... someone special... i know that i worth a lot, but people like me to prove it to them, and i'm tired of doing it... all the time... why can't they just let me live? live MY LIFE on my own?
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19.12.2006 в 13:05-
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19.12.2006 в 13:28<3 Ko