Just the other day I wrote a post about how proud a daughter I am. Well this one will be a polar opposite to that. I wish I could say the same for my parents. Early morning I got a good lecture from dad. According to him I need to be serious about my goals instead of dilly dallying my way around. How would he know that I spent the better half of 2011 immersed in books. The coming year doesn't look like it's going to be any different. Right now I feel like I'm in a trance, as if whatever I am seeing or hearing is a dream. I don't understand if I am indeed lacking somewhere or lady luck just doesn't want to play it's part. Times like this I wonder if my goals are too ambitious. There are people who seem happy pursuing the simplest of dreams, and they seem content too. While my father seems to be progressing by leaps and bounds, I am stuck in this whirlpool. When will my moment arrive? For now it is disappointments galore.
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