It got me down for little bit. Minutes later, I said to myself..so what...I think they are just envy, I have my own blog; a place to express my alter ego. And they don't have it.
I love going to the gym, I love the dancing classes, I found a way to express myself through writing. I found great passion about fitness. I love wisdom quotes. I love dressing up.
So what if they laugh at me. So what if they think I'm just a pretty face. So what if I'm not fit in. So what if they think I'm not a good writer, just because I don't write about love, fictional or poem. So what if I don't want to be skinny.
Even with limited english, with all the storms in front of me. I'm still going to chase one of my dreams : become a writer.