I am Just Like Everyone Else

It is 9:38 in the evening. I think that it takes a long enough time ... I do not want to listen enthusiastically, but it feels strange. Nothing shocked me when I saw the hint: I really did not want to delay my plastic trophies, or that I was a student who completely changed your school I tried to convince you. The only thing left is to write down the difficulty that I overcame ... Although it is interesting, I can not think of many difficulties. A lot of things happen to me, but most things like father's death are everyone must overcome.

Sometimes I think that for the death of racial discrimination, I have to work hard to prove that everyone else is the same as everyone you are familiar with. It is super negative news, has a negative influence, and for some reason it is not helpful if you want to talk about this

With the advent of Aziz Ansari's star you can grow on your own without worrying about being alienated or eliminated. If Tom Haverford is the same as everyone else, I am the same as everyone else. "Wow, I thought that I never heard about this kind of music" is eaten without asking "Chicken sandwich" You will not be told that you can eat this, like the Hawthorne Heights show If you can participate in a simple event, "I am drunk with this recognition, you need these things because in this cold world you are warmth of friends, the warmth of belonging, the warmth of laughter You are enthusiastic about anyone's warmth, what if you are a bad imitation of being someone else who is totally different? I'd like to be your someone What if someone can not meet expectations?

I am not doing anything really frightening or surprising. I am the same as everyone else - I think that I am smarter, better, well, and misunderstood than others, just like everyone in my twenties. I hope to feel identity and relevance, including the rest of my twenties. I will not try to become abnormal anymore. I am skeptical about doing special things for my life. Five years ago, ten years ago, it was far from what I wanted. When I grew up as a fool, I was not like old days. I can not keep working hard enough to be a person who is not myself. I am not special. I tried not to change myself. No matter how good or bad I have touched the lives of many people, but as my grandmother and I forget it, the child who last spoke disappears gradually. I think it will be an elegant end of a vibrant life, I can not ask for something better for my birthday.