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Do I have to care?

Been doing nothing the whole day and....damn, it feels good! I mean, I've never permitted myself the 'luxury' of doing absolutely nothing without feeling guilty about it. And today, I allowed myself to do that. I continued my little story and I also managed to play some songs on my piano. I mean, this is what I love and when I did it, it felt incredible. Like having your cake and eating it too. 
That's how human beings should live their lives, in my personal opinion. 
I don't care and don't have to care what others think because I am not a ferrari car....as in, I could be a BMW....or a Kelisa and I don't have to let others try to mold me into something different. I don't have to let them screw around with my head, trying to make me think that I should be a ferari car when all I want to be is a Kelisa, you know what I mean. There's absolutely nothing wrong with being a Kelisa if I am built like a Kelisa. 
That's the problem with Asian people's thinking - everyone's trying to define what each other should do....which will eventually lead to kiasuism. I wonder if this word can be found in dictionary.com or wikipedia.org. Hahahahaha!
I am the kind of mother who teaches her kids to be who they are without worrying about what others think. If I was permitted to say the word, I would tell my kids, "F*** the others! Don't listen to them, listen to yourself. In fact, don't even listen to me. I can't tell you what you like to do for the rest of your life, you'll have to find that out for yourself."
And yet, Asian mentality is.....well, like this. I think I was born in the wrong country. 
I am all for the free world, even if some people try to force me to be a certain way, they will fail. They managed to make my life miserable for a while, to be honest, but it didn't last. THANK GOD! 
Look at me....I am with a law degree but I write for a living. I conjure up stories, write non-fiction, promote people and brands and products with the words that I string together instead of arguing a petty thief out of a terrible sentence. Although it would have been more meaningful (and made my father feel better) if I chose to do the latter, but it would be so wrong for me. I would lead a terribly horrible existance. 
I am sure my father's forgiven me for that.....as long as he could live telling everyone that his daughter is a law graduate, he'll live. :-)
So, to all ferrari cars out there, don't mind me.....this Kelisa is just going to stroll along over here. Please say 'hi' to me every time you pass me, alright? 

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