The world is not all black and white

currently listening to Dear Vienna by Owl City

i forgot how it feels like walking out from the cinema after the end of a good movie. not until yesterday.
great movie made my day. so do good music. am hung up with my latest and favourite possession - Owl City's album.

why adults love to ask: 'oh i see you're taking SPM this year. so what do you plan to study when you're out of school?'

'um...not quite sure about that...'

AND then they would say: 'mmhmmm. you should go for something which would provide you great chances of high salary job. maybe accoutant or business management courses would be good enough...'

'i'll see what my interests are and go after them.'

'now you see, interest doesn't mean anything. you should be more realistic my dear. being artistic won't earn you money.'

what the fucking fuck. what about 'going after your dreams'? no one ever told me that except Pickles. sigh. i think the world has gone nuts with money and no one ever care about what we like or dislike.

'you do not diverge from the Path...'

'i make my Own Path.'

althought i haven't seen the light at the end of the tunnel, but i'll go after what i wanted as i am the one to decide which path to lay my feet on it. screw those coconut heads and their earn-more-money-is-more-essential-than-being-artistic philosophy. i'll prove them wrong.

watch me.

as for now, i'm off to my tea party with Hatter and Pickles.