my stomach feels really painful now. i think its a stomachache. probably because i insisted on eating my let air(lao hong) biscuits. shit. stomach really hurts. it’s such a quiet night on a4 with the usual gang not around. i don’t even know why i’m in hall on a friday night.
anyway stuff happened today. or rather, everyday. i was feeling shitty the whole day. i just wanted to run back to hall, pack my bags,go home, crawl under my blanket and just die. i am obviously joking about the dying part. no matter how sad or screwed up i feel, i never really felt like i should die. i am of value to this world. i am definitely not indispensable but i know there are people who need me.
i think now more than ever, i am beginning to be aware of my own emotions and mental standings. it scares me like hell sometimes to realize how scared i am of things which i never thought i’ll be. but i guess that is just the beauty of life. i would have said “but that’s just life” if i was writing this a few months back but no, it sounds so much like a resignation. like, sigh just got to suck it up stuff. i don’t believe so anymore. this world is beautiful. the people that make it up are so beautiful. life is beautiful. that is my personal belief. no matter what happens, life is beautiful. if you happen to be reading this, i wish that you’ll be able to find the beauty in your life soon.
ok my stomach really hurts.
i was reading my friend’s blog and she mentioned about how she can’t wait to graduate and get the hell out of school, get a job and just lead a life.it occurred to me how i will never be able to be such a person. i am unable to accommodate myself. i can’t tell myself that i want to hurry be done with school and get on with life. i am completely incapable of living a life without drive and fight. i know sometimes i appear to be damn nua and chill but there is actually a lot of fight in me. i am not a quitter. the reason why i’ve been struggling with myself for the past few months was because i cannot bring myself to quit. every time I’m down, i force myself to bring my feet up and survive. and that is why i was/am in so much pain. it hurts like hell but i know one day, all this pain is going to come in handy. “after all, one can only connect the dots backwards”.
i have 3 midterm essays to hand up, 2 midterms exams to study for, planning the whole OCIP and a life to deal with. i got so scared thinking about it on my bed this afternoon. but I will get through it and so will you (if you think you’re gonna have a tough life ahead). i mean like how many times have i felt like i’m not going to make it, going to just crack under pressure and die but yo dude, i’m still here.
stomach seriously damn pain la screw this shit haha bye.
