school

Tomorrow is the first day of school and it feels weird being up at 3 AM and not feeling worried about school or how I'll oversleep on my first day of whatever year I might be in. The thought of not being able to see your friends in school and hang out with them and attend classes 20 minutes late because we can and act like we're the bosses because it's our last year. Well that sure flew by in a blink of an eye. 

Graduating means a whole lot of responsibility, a whole lot of stress, a whole lot of everything else that I'm just not prepared for. Guys have it good, they have NS to attend to so they can take a "gap year" or two and figure out what they really want to do for when they get out. I'm not saying I want to go serve NS but it's good for people who don't know what they want to do. Just like me. Instead of making hasty decisions and end up with something you're stuck with for life, at least you can think it through properly. Why not take a gap year, you say? The parents are afraid their princess will not want to go back to the books, and well, I kind of agree with them as well. 

Life's hard but we all have to deal with it. 

Pleased to say my "first day of school" will be spent meeting with the favorite girls to collect our graduation robes. Well, that has to be interesting.

please

OKAYYYY.
I APOLOGISE.
PLEASE TAKE ME BACK, GUYS.

I know I said I'd blog more, and how I've kind of like vanished off the face of the Earth after my last post... Well, fortunately (or unfortunately,) I haven't. (YAYYYYY!!! no?)

I guess I haven't really addressed it, but I actually got a job... And I also quit my job... All within my "hiatus". I can't even call it a hiatus anymore, it's like a... I don't even know how to describe it..

Okay, I don't really have any good things to say about the job that I got (and quit) so I won't say it, because I've learnt that if you don't have anything good to say, don't say it.


I'm sorry but I guess the reason why I haven't been blogging for so long is because... Well I'd hate to admit it, but I think I have to now. Is that I've kinda lost the touch? Okay, I know it's bull but the words just don't come out anymore and I guess I haven't been letting them in so they'd come out...? Okay now I'm just talking nonsense. I APOLOGISE YET AGAIN.

Well, I guess I just feel like nobody's listening or like nobody's interested. I know typing/blogging has been something I really enjoyed since secondary school (yes I blogged since then but I've deleted and started blogs countless of times) even though I know not many people view the posts but I felt like I was talking to a particular someone, if it makes sense? Recently, I just feel like I've lost the touch probably because I feel the "particular someone" I was writing to in the past just isn't there anymore. I know this doesn't make any sense to you and no, I'm not coming up with some excuse for my absence. But now I just feel a little empty, like the person I've been pouring my heart and soul to has already moved on and I'm still stuck in that pathetic phase, alone.

I realise my posts are getting very emotional, and recently almost all of them are SO SAD AND FULL OF EMOTIONS. I apologise for the millionth time, I know people hate whiny bitches like how I am now, and I PROMISE the next post will not be an emotional one so please just stick with me for a little while longer.

Well, I guess I hate how blogger is not like wordpress (I actually typed instagram, wtf) because I can't block my posts and everything. I have so much to talk about and so much to rant about that I cannot do here. Maybe that's why I don't feel like I have that "particular someone" to talk to. I guess that "particular someone" was nobody. Like I need a place that nobody knows to rant about things and now I feel that people actually read these crap I post up that I can't really rant about everything. No, I don't mean you should stop reading (I don't think anyone would bother reading, if you'd ask me), but well, I guess that's just how I feel.

I'm a very peculiar little fellow, sometimes I just want to rant and make no sense.

I'm sorry.

Again...


(and I also like to end my posts abruptly. ha. ha. ha.)