After watching Ugly Betty.

I questioned myself.

What is Life?

is Life your friend?

or your enemy?

We fight each day for the things that we want.

Some of us fall back, and some of us keep on moving forward without hesitation.

Why do we need to fight?

What is the fighting for?

For money?

For popularity?

I just don't think I'm doing the right thing right now.

I feel weird.

I feel shallowed.

Maybe I'm just waiting for that someone to help me change the way I am

"News from the Boy"