Reading through the interview results and =(
I feel sad for them.
I want to be their voice.
My motivation to snap out of it.
I hope I can present you all in a different light.
I swear I am doing my best to organise all the facts. (And I really do think I can bring them out of their ordeal. They don't say I am an overly optimistic fool for nothing.)
I should work for the union.
So soft-hearted.
And such a strong desire to improve the live of others.
I have a million dreams.
I think I might not even accomplish one.
Even if I do, I want to accomplish that one that change people life for the better and not mine. (Defined as : Pure Stupidity)
Writing with a fiery passion and trying not to be overly judgmental.
Hard Hard Hard.
Sigh.
I wish the world was a less cruel place. It is so unfair.
And I am starting to feel guilty for getting the longer end of the stick in life.
Sigh.
