For Now.

It is relatively undeniably pathetic to actually get a writer’s block just because I got too much things in my mind and I could not decide on what to write on. Instead, once again I post up something far unrelated from things that I would like to tell you guys.

A Doubt

I could not deny that I have been neglecting my blog, because there was so many things to handle in my life for once I do not know who to turn to, therefore I opt to handle it all by myself. Being insecure does have it pros and cons.

I am glad I am much better these days, not fully recover, but at least I am taking every step slowly and not to rush things… there is a lot of unpredictable things in life.

Yet I was just wondering, does anyone still read this blog?

EE

At some point, I am so tired with everything…I just feel like giving up EVERYTHING.

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A Crossroad

It was an ironic Saturday.

A simply day in Starbucks to finish up my assignment has turn into a disturbing personal self-doubting nightmare.

I take a shower in burning hot water; wishing the trembling will go away; it stayed.

I talked to anyone possibly online at 2 in the morning; wishing it would keep my mind preoccupied; it was not possible.

I force my lids to shut; wishing I could just drift away; instead I was rigidly curled up.

I had an agitated night; waking up every few hours from dreams that I can hardly recall; having a hard time to fall asleep again.

After 6 hours of sleep; I gave up trying to get more sleep.

I regretted not taking four shots of Vodka to knock myself out.

As cryptic it sounds; I wish I could utter further.

ps/ I hope B would be fine too…

A Moment

Its 5pm and raining heavily with thunderstorms.

I switch off the internet connection as well the laptop.

I realize I won’t be possibly doing anything without the internet; which was a mere excuse for me to kick back on my bed just to relax a little.

With the laptop running from the battery; I figure why not blog, I do know the fact that this blog has been neglected every since I got my new toy and as well as my assignments that never seem to end.

At this point, I do not know what to write anymore.
I just let my lids to close and let myself sound deeply asleep.

那我呢？

当整间房子因夜而静了下来。

我又想试试便新部落各，这次试试有华文表达。

最近我真的忙得喘不过气了，要上课，作业一座山那么高，有一些社交活动，有几位朋友应为最近不开心所以需要我几乎每天的安慰和关心，和一连串的个人分心难题。

可以逗我开心的朋友，可以为我分担的知心友，不是忙，就是在克服着自己的悲哀。

那我呢？只好自己好好的照顾自己，自己解决和克服所有的难题，然后往前进。

I Tried

I have backspace so many different topics in the past 15 minutes, and I decided to just post this up instead.

At least I tried?

Alarming Behavior

In about a week time, I have got 3 Individual assignments, 1 questionnaire and 1 presentation and occasionally homework along the week to meet up with the due dates. It is quite disturbing that I have done less than 10% of the overall stuff I need to do.

Now it actually really alarming!

Sometimes, I wouldn’t deny that I could be quite hopeless at times like these.

*sighs*

Innocence

“I thought being grown up was a terribly important business. I am not so sure now” quoted from Innocence by Kathleen Tessaro.

This is what I have in mind ever since I start reading Innocence by never get pass 50 pages because its British. I hate to admit, but sometimes I think am taking life a little too hard. 

Do you think being grown up is a terribly important business?