September 3, 2004
Dying
This is going to be the ninth flight this year. 9=3x3, which is quite lucky, eh? I've just been dying to get out of here! Thanks to the parents for providing necessary funds. Now, let's see if I can survive out there. There's a part of me that is wondering what the hell I will do if I prove to be a miserable failure, and there's the other half that appears off and on that says back to the other one, "Shut the fuck up; you're fuckin' fabulous!" I want to listen to the second half more. That one dresses better. Of course, I vote for undying optimism over cautious skepticism. Spontaneity over planning. (Living closer to death over dying in life?) Really, what is there to lose? There's everything to gain.
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3 comments:
Go Jian Go, China will be lucky to have you, but I will miss you. goodbye, and thanks for everything, you don't know how much you mean to me!!
You are fuckin' fabulous. Don't forget, I'm backing you all the way.
what a great photo...really really really elegant.
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