4.08.2006
the day i stoned my ass away
its no joke running on an empty tank.the icing on the cake is i dunno what my fuel is.
do i thrive with stress or do i crumble under them. i dun understand myself well enough to give a fucking answer to that question. and this is coming from someone who has undergone the knives of twelve solid years of rigid education. i just feel like ripping my scalp apart now. on a 2nd thought, mabbe not. the sight is a tad too gorish for my taste.
i hate being misunderstood. i think i am an antisocial at heart. or mabbe i jus lack the necessary skills to connect with another being.
i am realli clueless about my future. short And long term alike. i hate being out of control. i am so low on confidence that a little event (read: reading something on someone's blog) will trigger the superstitious nerve wreck in me to formulate a chain of nasty thoughts and wat not. fking irri.
confidence > ability OR ability> confidence?
takeyourpick.
recluse(d) at 18:57
2 Comments
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at 18:37
said... hey dear!
u gotta keep goin alrights? dont worry, so many out there r clueless as well, you'll not alone =) and happiness is a matter of choice. if u think bein an anti makes u comfortable, by all means! nobody said that u have to stick to social conventions =) stand on ur own rights. it makes us happy mortals =)
take loadddssss of care!
-sotong-
at 12:02
said...
hey good luck for your exams!! dont think too much...must meet up during the holidays =)
-xinyi-
