If it was a mistake, it was a beautiful one.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
「 dancing away Tuesday, July 22, 2008 」


I cried on the bus today. I cried while walking home. I'm crying at 3.25am right now. I'm sooooo freaking angry. so upset. My dream is on the verge of bursting. We agreed on so many things. On the verge of getting the place. And just of cos of one stupid supper club, everyone's backing up. Nobody's thinking that it will work, but me. I dunno, I just know it will work, why cant you guys see it? Am I really too optimistic? Or just that I have the guts you don't have? Why bother telling me you want the alternative, want to be different in the first place? Why bother telling me your interested in my concept? Just because they are opening, just because they are a big name in the western world, does that mean you must give up without even a fight? Why did you said it's impossible without even thinking of what will make it possible? I freaking hate working with wimps. I've seen too many. ARgGHGHGHGHGHGHHHHHHHH
I will still try to make it happen whether you're in it or not.
now, without money, without support, without experience. What can I do?

What should I do.........

now, nobody should say the word impossible or cannot be done or any freaking bloody word that's along this line to me over the next few days, I can't promise that I won't screw you up.

I sooo feel like spilling colourful language all over the place....

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