September 7, 2010

BU SHIT

Your lips are so seducing. Sizzling hot things make you burn and wanna ask for a slower burning sensation. You were so hot. I couldn't take my eyes off you. Everything that you have makes me wonder why the heck on earth that didn't let me meeting you earlier. Fine. Stop that. Just forget it.
Not everyone is like George W. Bush. He had a love at first sight. She was good, according to the author. Real good. And Georgie here, attended Yale and Harvard, although he failed several subjects, simply because his father is the vice president and his father and grandfather attended Yale. People here, need to get an SAT score of over 2000 to get into Yale, with great TOEFL score and a nice CGPA. They just got recruited like that. Well, I have zero hope of going to Yale. Not at all baby. Nothing is easy. Life seemed easy. Georgie didn't have to have a goal, he just did what he wanted to do. He drank, he fought, he spit things, and when he felt like he wanted to run for presidency, there he went. He had challenges, but these came not when he was going after his dream, but when he was doing what he wanted to do.
I hope I can be like that. I hope I can always do things on my own will. Can I?

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