I admit it. I am a dreamy idealist. We are very cautious and therefore we often appear shy and overly reserved to others. We share our rich, emotional lives, as well as our passionate convictions with many people. But one would very much be mistaken to judge us to be cool and reserved. We have finally pronounced our inner system of values and honorable, clearly held principles for which we are always willing to sacrifice a great deal for. We are always going through great pains to improve the world, even the slightest it. We are known to be very considerate towards others, support them incessantly, and stand up for them, always. We are ceaselessly interested in our fellow beings, attentive and generous towards all. Once our enthusiasm for an issue or person has been aroused at last, we become tireless fighters, in an endless fight.
The future belongs to the few of us still willing to get our hands dirty.
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Damn, today has reminded me more of some kind of creepy twisted teen soap opera than of a regular life. In as little details as possible, I must say that this day has been nothing short of strange. Fortunately, I am back home again. Unfortunately, the day seems to only promise to keep going downhill faster. Yippee for these awkward situations and surreal moments.
