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Saturday, February 22, 2014

The Ambiguous

The music has started. All lights on. I say to myself again for the third time “Do I have to go?” and all people who’ve been asked like that be “You wanna lose your money?” or “It’s once in a year and you’ve never seen it before, you should try.”

All that I can say to myself is, “I mean, there’ll be a lot of screams, speakers, people, make-ups, dresses and everything that I’ve never faced before.” And I think hard again, “then it’s gonna be your first time!” You know, we’ll always think whatever it is, “no, absolutely not.”

But then you had to fight yourself “but really, I’m not going?” and you’d be like “okay, I’m going.” After you decided something, the other things came up and “make-ups, no. Hair, nope.” And you know you just gotta be yourself,  “okay let’s go.”


When you arrived at something you fight your mind before, “well, it’s not that bad.” But you know, your first thought is your major decision like, all the time, “no, Im leaving.”

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