If you haven’t been able to tell from the title, then i’ll tell you. This post is going to be bitchy and depressing. I’ve been told i can make someone happy depressed. Not sure if that’s a good thing or bad. Maybe that’s why we haven’t been talking much i guess.Somehow the thought of that makes me want to cry. Sigh. Back to being that cheerful retarded creature that i’ve always been to try to make people a bit happier and likely to stay friends with me. But how depressing and pathetic that is. I haven’t felt like this in months. Maybe it’s all coming back. I guess happy thoughts and feelings don’t last. Its days like these that makes me feel like i should go see a counselor. But what’s the point? My problems are trivial, even i can see it. I can already anticipate what will be told to me. If i don’t change, or am unwilling to change, then nothing can help me. Then let me rot in this depressing hell… I guess.
I’ve been worried about things. I think i’m too stressed haha. There comes a point in my life that i realise i may be biting off more than i can chew. 3 camps: 2 planning committee and one senior. 1 event that will take place next year that i have to rush the programmes out asap… Add on to the fact that there’s sort of politics everywhere… I’m tired, to say the least. Then there’s the problem of finding a professor and i’m so sian about it that i don’t want to do anything cause theres still stuff to do for LSCamp and its due on Sunday. *draws circle in a corner.
Plus i bought games and i really want to play. But i realise rotting by playing games just makes me even more depressed. Sigh. Anyway, i digress. I’m wondering if i should see a doc… But like i don’t really want to. But i’m worried. Sigh. And i quarreled with my mom… So that’s one more thing to add on my stress list. Though i suppose it’s my fault. But she was being too clingy and i don’t like it. Sigh. I’m just tired.
— | Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close |
Sometimes i feel like i’m in that predicament.
— | Joanna Hoffman |
Just like how i like to pretend that i didn’t want it in the first place, simply because i’m afraid that i’m inadequate. Society hasn’t helped with that either.
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Have i ever mentioned about my revelations about how i’ve sort of given up on trying to maintaining all my relationships? Not really giving up. But i think people who are worth keeping in contact with will be kept in contact with one way or another. We may not talk in months but we will one day and it’ll be like we never stopped at all. Of course it can’t be like in a few years but like maybe weeks and all. We get busy periods in our lives and its okay… As long as we go back to talking after that. I think maybe another reason might be i’ve given up on trying. Then again i don’t know. Right now my mood is so messed up i don’t even know what to do…
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then i’ve failed so many times
— | Ram Dass |
Maybe that is why i’m deaf.
— | Cassandra Clare |
Is that good or bad: Feeling more than others.
— | Jerry West |
Then i won’t ever succeed.
Perhaps i should learn to accept this. Instead of pitying myself and going something like : But what if my best just isn’t enough…
In moods like this i always wonder: Is this true? I asked this since Sec 3 or 4? So… Is this true? Maybe i guess. But without the downs, there are no ups.
— | heroffbeatinfinity |
we were ashes
before there was ever
a flame”
— | peachdewberry |
— | never |
How cruel. How ironic.
I wan macaroons 😦
-shz
I’m sick and tired, of being sick and tired. (L4D2 quote by Francis)