today..
was supposedly the best day of the week.. and i feel like shit... why ar?
...
had a few bad dreams... dreamt of losing.. rejection.. ok, dreams dat had the last say of losing, rejection. anyway.. yeah..i guess im competitive in dat sense.. but why..
i cant let go of the past hurts apparently.. i cant forget them, and it still hurt me alot..... i cant let go! ...haiz... hw the heck am i supposed to move on..? i cant even forget these.. haiz. what to do? .... jiuming... haiya. cant afford to go into depression again.. will seriously neglet my studies, and i cant afford dat either... not again.. have strict boundaries.... =.= haiya.
dont know how to trust ppl? is dat the bottom line of why i became like this? ... dont know. ma has been telling me stories from young, as young as i can remember.. which is k1 k2.. of hw nt to trust ppl, and the hurts she had to go through for me =.= ... haiya. long story. and.. yeah. did it have a negative effect on me? was that the reason i didnt dare speak up at all? was dat the reason i became emotional? was dat the reason i becamse somewhat a loner? dont know.. or issit genetics? :P
when will i know for sure.... oh ya. i dont feel well today. or any day for dat matter. guess it makes no apparent difference. i'll still die in the end, and in the end, it dosent even matter...
was supposedly the best day of the week.. and i feel like shit... why ar?
...
had a few bad dreams... dreamt of losing.. rejection.. ok, dreams dat had the last say of losing, rejection. anyway.. yeah..i guess im competitive in dat sense.. but why..
i cant let go of the past hurts apparently.. i cant forget them, and it still hurt me alot..... i cant let go! ...haiz... hw the heck am i supposed to move on..? i cant even forget these.. haiz. what to do? .... jiuming... haiya. cant afford to go into depression again.. will seriously neglet my studies, and i cant afford dat either... not again.. have strict boundaries.... =.= haiya.
dont know how to trust ppl? is dat the bottom line of why i became like this? ... dont know. ma has been telling me stories from young, as young as i can remember.. which is k1 k2.. of hw nt to trust ppl, and the hurts she had to go through for me =.= ... haiya. long story. and.. yeah. did it have a negative effect on me? was that the reason i didnt dare speak up at all? was dat the reason i became emotional? was dat the reason i becamse somewhat a loner? dont know.. or issit genetics? :P
when will i know for sure.... oh ya. i dont feel well today. or any day for dat matter. guess it makes no apparent difference. i'll still die in the end, and in the end, it dosent even matter...
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