Feeling achey all over, blue, and slightly fatigued.
A party period?
So not sexy.
I've tried to find a way around it,
tested to see if it would ring any less true, but
I know I cannot be happy being a scorer of mediocre grades.
Yes, I've outgrown the rigid Asian mentality of straight-A's defining my worth,
have shed most of the inhibition which once cloaked me in what the public called aloofness,
have gained also a greater measure of belief in pursuing my ideals
- even if it means going it alone.
I know what I want now.
And I won't let this happen again.
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