love me. love you.

bring me chocolate. coffee and ice-cream. heaps please.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Let me tell you something, " You're FUCKED up"

Dear Yanting,


I have been very busy since I came back from -----. Sorry that I have taken sometime to get back to you.


My law firm is not suitable for your purpose. You need to join a larger law firm so you could gain the experience you need. I have been told that most of the international law firms will go over to Sydney looking for suitable candidates/trainees sometime in March next year. The best way is to make sure you speak to them when they come. Get more info from your university on this.


Hope the above info is useful to you.


Regards, ------

Come up with a better excuse. dammit. You know what, after I get over this feeling of disappointment (which is right about now), I am fucking glad that YOU didn't help me. I am fucking glad that I've known YOU in my life. And I'm even more determined to show you that I'm going to be a great lawyer where you are, without your help. YOU couldn't even fucking get the city I am in right. No thank you. But thank you for re-iterating the fact that this life I live is my own. My dreams are my own. I won't ever owe anyone for getting somewhere.

and you know what, if being you and what you have means forsaking my family, for making empty promises, and for one moment giving someone who is trying their hardest the faint hope that perhaps you aren't as bad as everyone claims you are....i rather not be you. Or even better, I don't want to be you.

I'm glad you, were never, or never will be part of my life.

We don't sleep to dream
We sleep to build stamina
Energy to do our thing

Gonna be somebody
For anybody tellin me I can't
Gonna be someone
For anyone who told me I had no chance
Gonna be somebody
I'm tellin you the time has come (Like that)
Gonna be someone
And maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done

- Be Somebody, Fort Minor

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