Wednesday, July 28, 2010
- I'm done -
I destest what this blog has become.
And maybe sometimes, I just detest what I've become.
No, wait, I have always been a bitch.
Every now and then, the past catches up with you and you wonder; do I still care about you? Do I really need to remember the days which have past and the days you are living now?
To be honest, maybe I'm just jealous that we've become a thing of the past and I wish that we could hit things off first hand rather than passing it through third and fourth hand from hearsay.
I'm working my weekdays and chilling on weekends. It's not like when I used to be in uni, and work, study and play rolled together as one. My friends and I always had something to do, fun to look forward to. Now, even when there's fun to look forward to, it's not as ecstatic as it used to be. It's good, but we're not young anymore. AND that is not to admit I'm old. Because I'm only 22 for christ sakes.
These days, I feel like I'm waiting. I'm always waiting for something and I'm not sure what it is.
Am I waiting for something good or something bad? I'm always waiting for the weekend. I'm currently waiting for a dress I bought from Sakura Moda. I'm waiting to see if my contract will be extended, or made permanent for that fact. I'm waiting for a better (permanent) job to come by. I'm waiting for my 23rd. I'm waiting for October to arrive so I can go to Melbourne already.
Or I'm just waiting for my future in general. I feel as if I just want to get things over and done with. I'm retiring from drama. I've been there done that. Or maybe I'm already done and this is my done period. Maybe I'm not waiting for anything. I just need to establish this new 'done' phase of life.
I'm done.
~Listening to: Miss A - Bad Girl Good Girl
You don't know me, you don't know me. Shut up boy. Shut up boy.
And maybe sometimes, I just detest what I've become.
No, wait, I have always been a bitch.
Every now and then, the past catches up with you and you wonder; do I still care about you? Do I really need to remember the days which have past and the days you are living now?
To be honest, maybe I'm just jealous that we've become a thing of the past and I wish that we could hit things off first hand rather than passing it through third and fourth hand from hearsay.
I'm working my weekdays and chilling on weekends. It's not like when I used to be in uni, and work, study and play rolled together as one. My friends and I always had something to do, fun to look forward to. Now, even when there's fun to look forward to, it's not as ecstatic as it used to be. It's good, but we're not young anymore. AND that is not to admit I'm old. Because I'm only 22 for christ sakes.
These days, I feel like I'm waiting. I'm always waiting for something and I'm not sure what it is.
Am I waiting for something good or something bad? I'm always waiting for the weekend. I'm currently waiting for a dress I bought from Sakura Moda. I'm waiting to see if my contract will be extended, or made permanent for that fact. I'm waiting for a better (permanent) job to come by. I'm waiting for my 23rd. I'm waiting for October to arrive so I can go to Melbourne already.
Or I'm just waiting for my future in general. I feel as if I just want to get things over and done with. I'm retiring from drama. I've been there done that. Or maybe I'm already done and this is my done period. Maybe I'm not waiting for anything. I just need to establish this new 'done' phase of life.
I'm done.
~Listening to: Miss A - Bad Girl Good Girl
You don't know me, you don't know me. Shut up boy. Shut up boy.
-{ missing you 7/28/2010 03:39:00 pm }-