What my life is really about …

 Greetings my friends ...

                         I AM SOOO HAPPY I CAN FINALLY FREELY OPEN MY ACCOUNTS (FACEBOOK, TWITTER, TUMBLR, INSTAGRAM, WEIBO, AFF, WATTPAD) BECAUSE I AM NOT THAT BUSY NOW YEEEEYYY!!!

                This is kind of funny but I am honestly living a life made out of other people’s fantasy. I don’t know who, what, when or where this started but one thing’s for sure. My life is not exactly how you view it. If you know me in real life, you might also get this feeling that I am such a lucky person. Well those who met me online also think the same way. I don’t know whoever started the stupid idea that when a person is an “only child” he or she gets to live “the life”. Like come on, why do you keep on saying that? Is it because we don’t have someone to share our things with? All the stuffs our parents will buy are only for us and us alone. Let me tell you one thing, being an only child is so not easy.

                Have you ever wondered what happened when we face difficulties or problems in life? Who will we run to, to our parents? Yes, in a way we can always count on them to be there for us. But NOT ALL THE TIME. There are of course some things that are too personal or just downright embarrassing for our parents to know. It’s pretty cool if you have a best friend or like a cousin of same age (refers to my best friend and my cousins!!! ^_^) then that would be easier. But what if they are the ones you have a problem with? An argument or misunderstanding with them? No one will listen to us anymore. We mastered the art of being alone but still happy. We are more introverted than what you see with your eyes.

                Honestly speaking, I don’t usually talk about what’s happening to my life. It seems like I am an open book in which I relate my stories or events that take place in my life for the day but those are just façade of what really happened. I choose a few people to share my real life stories to. I am still amazed with the way they were shocked to hear or know what’s really happening to me. The face I use outside is very different, far different than the ones I am showing at home.

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