If Sally's reading this right now,
please don't just close the browser and cry in a corner.

Instead,
continue reading~

So you see,
it all started with some conversations with my dear Sally,
during the period of time when i was ill.

For some reason,
i felt some kind of... strength from her.

how she really decided to take a step.
to start living her dreams.
or maybe,
to start finding her dream.

I was stunned as she told me.

I used to be like that too,
wanting to do something.

but it all didn't last long.
I'm just lazy.

and now as i saw her,
i felt guilty.

I hate looking at hardworking people.
it always reminded me of how terrible i was.

So then,
because of some stuff she told me about her own self,
i got shocked.
these stuff which i shall not reveal here.
made me realize that it was time i did something too.

and this time,
it would be different.

there will still be laziness,
and there will still be times i slack off,

but it must still be done in the end.

because this is what i want,
isn't it?

So yeah.

oh man.
i hate this kind of posts.

Anyways,
once again,