Ever felt like hurting yourself?
Ever felt like killing yourself?
Ever felt like suddenly bursting into tears in front of everyone?
I do...
I have no idea why...Nothing's so stressful about my daily activities and life...But I just felt so depress, lonely, sad and angry...Dissapointed too...As you know, my house is big, but there's no room for MYself, the only place I can have it by myself is when I'm ready to sleep, I covered myself with my throw, that's my own space...So tiny right??I think so too, I do not have my own room so I can't do any cryings or cursings, So all I do is I cry soundlessly under my throw...
Or maybe if I can stand Choppy's smell, i could try hiding there...
Remember my Wishlist 2005 at the favourites corner?? When I saw YiNKy's wishlist got almost all of it ticked, the first thought that came to my mind is, I'm not that liked or loved by all. From that, you can even see...And my wishlist, only one of it was fulfilled. Sad ain't it? I thought so too. With a list more than 50 wishes, only one of it was done. And not by any close friends, but the ones who've known me for counts of my entire life.
This is life. What can I do? I can't FORCE you. It's up to you... I don't wanna talk about it...Having my dreams coming true is enough, at least I know that I should dream more about the stuffs I want, I'm not lying, my dreams did came true, as in the dreams I had while I was deel asleep. Those kinda dreams, and it really came true, weird huh? May be I've got 6th sense...who knows...
Monday there was a group of Sunway Uni workers in our school to give us a talk about choosing careers...Which was also the day where I got my butt flat, and also got someone who annoys my ass off.
We did this analysis thingy. What I got was an entertainer, fashion model, business and marketing executive and one more unknown.
I also thought of being a psychlogist since, I've always helped out people who've got problems...But the worst thing is, I can't even help myself...
If daddy really wants me to be in the medicine stream, I might consider pychology. Cause it's kinda a thing that I'm interested at. Understanding human minds. You might have problems dealing with patients, but imagine, when a patient's cured by you. The money will be going into YOUR pocket...
Whatever...
I just hate life...
My blog posts are meaningless. Leave me alone.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
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