So. Everything we do boils down to the expectations of others, right? Correct. So what if we all just let ourselves loose? Let go of other’s approval. Forged ahead and became the people we wanted to be? That’s what I’m setting out to do. I’ll wear the things I want to wear because that’s who I am. I’ll listen to what I want to without looking over my shoulder to see who is watching. In fact, I’ll choose to forget to this innate desire of looking over one’s shoulder searching for approval. It’s time to move onwards and upwards. Jump in. Join me. Or don’t. Because whether I approve of you joining or not doesn’t matter. And whether you approve or not doesn’t either. Be the person you were born to be. I think it’s about time I became me.
The author is in a very strange and late manner (or not so very strange manner) coming to the realization that if her thoughts were recorded it could perhaps inflict damage to the known world. These sarcastic and cynical tidbits might even start World War III. And so I say–bloody good. Let’s do what I do best. Try to take over the world. Well…not really. Just really good at snarky comments, reading, and watching film. So future careers include: bag lady, wise cracker in the corner (note the pun), or film critic. What it will probably boil down to: all of the above.
Oh yeah. Rosencrantz is spelled wrong because the domain name was already taken. Get over it. I already did. ROZENCRANTZ. Anyways, it’s much more exotic looking this way.
Oh. And for any of those who don’t know. This is Mo. Signing off.