i cried all night... i am cracking under pressure... it's no good... i hate that i end up telling sob story to those who ask what's up... the smallest update on my life quickly unfolds into a giant sorry plot... i don't mean for it to sound that way, and i don't need a lot of sympathy, i'm just... trying... to keep believing... and to remember... that the world is not fair, i am very much the richer, happier, fortunate minority in the world. so just do it... liam neeson style...
my grandma taught me... "做人要知足: no matter how rich you are, you still eat only two meals a day (ok maybe three...or five), and can only sleep in one bed." she is right. ...and whenever she saw me clean the house, she would say to me... "whoever gets to marry you truly has good fortune." ...right now it's hard to see how that can be possible, but i hope she is also right about this one...
...i'm already way more dramatic than i want to be... ...time to shut up.
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