Kamis, 10 Maret 2016

my story

“Hell, it was challenging for me to understand. I played pop music, but I didn’t reflect the existing aesthetic of any of the successful female artists of the time. I wasn’t Britney Spears or Jessica Simpson. I wasn’t Tori Amos or Norah Jones. Nobody knew what to do with me. Journalists and reviewers were confused. Industry professionals were wary of taking a chance on me. I found it infuriating: I didn’t want to be like anyone else. I wore T-shirts and jeans, drank and swore on stage, and wrote songs about Cinderella getting drunk. To be fair, I’m not surprised that my onstage persona was mildly confusing, but I resented being made to feel wrong because of it.” From a book titled Waitress by Sara Bareilles
Finally.
Someone that gets me.

 trowing away bad friend


By all means, acquire beautiful and useful things but acquire them sparingly. Otherwise you will become ill. In the fifth edition of the US psychiatrists’ bible The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual, cluttering will be identified as a disorder called “obsessive hoarding”. Symptoms: holding onto junk mail, collecting things that might be useful for crafts, and refusing to discard broken machines. But the cure is easy; throw it all away.