Suddenly, I’m kinda in this situation once again. It sucks, as if all the energy inside of me has been drained. Few days ago, I tweeted this:
I wanna do this, I wanna do that. I can’t do this because of work, because of personal stuff. Maybe I should try this, maybe I should try that. Heck, it’s kinda scary. Sometimes, I’m still shock that I haven’t cried at all. Maybe because I’ve grown. But then again, I was never a person who cries, except for books and movies.
I never imagined doing whatever I am doing right now. In fact, when it was first mentioned to me, I said no. But some good souls talked to me, so I give it a try. Maybe I should just do that – try.
I feel like this is already depression. I guess because I haven’t been reading books for the longest time now. And I definitely need to stop wasting my time on social networking sites.