The kids have it all figured out.
What’s the point of telling me of what we could have had or something as explicitly known as what I don’t? I could only listen to you tell me how guilty you feel towards me all these years and say, what’s happened cannot be undone. I’m growing up and I can handle this. No time machine to reverse what was done. I was born and that is that. Don’t add on to my miseries...
Angsty day. Long day at school and I was anticipating dinner with the boy. Just our weekly dinner on Wednesdays. We have been together for 39 months and a day now. Time flies and we joked about how we should change partners already. Other than that we never said anything else about this ‘occasion’. At 6ish pm the traffic jam were really bad. I got frustrated waiting for the buses that...
Omg, everything I typed and uploaded just disappeared when I clicked ‘Enter’ a few times?! Ok fine, just recompose everything that I wrote, no biggie. *chill* Last Sunday I turned 19 and I felt so blessed to have my friends, boyfriend and family celebrate my birthday for me. Never expected gifts from my friends so I was surprised over and over again throughout the week with their...
Tiny accomplishment of the night. Moving on… assignments. I can’t wait to drown in them tomorrow. I ate too much today and I realize that my tolerance for stupid people is getting lower. I am sleepy, goodnight. It’s Friday!
Current level of contentment with life is… uhm… 6/10? Which is pretty high already IMO. Shall work towards a 9/10 and I’ll reward myself with the equivalence of shiny stickers on primary school worksheets as I trudge through this thing I call Life. My family, boyfriend and friends have been good to me. God is good.