To be honest, my mind's an entangled universe-literally-just imagine the superstrings interlinking the four general forces and you'd ace the visualisation test.
All I know is that I need my moments of tirade, and there's no place better than this blog, is there?
I'm just disappointed with myself, to be honest. I see everyone progressing-making astounding changes, for the better, when I on the other hand, slowly but surely deteriorate into the realm of mediocrity. I've always WANTED to be different, and it is just this populist desire that makes me no different, really.
I feel as if two years of my life have been subjected to redundancy and that I've become less..driven I guess. That, however isn't something beyond salvage.
I'm sorry people, I'm just feeling slightly down in the dumps today..hehe..very rare for someone like myself, but yeah, I'm human and even the Sun would eventually run out of hydrogen and helium one day.
Throughout my entire life, the love of others has always been my motivation. I'd be ecstatic even if I just saw the slightest portrayal of love-in any form. I seemed to have absorbed their happiness. Thus, despite troughs in my roller-coaster ride, I'd look out for these miniscule, ubiquitous shooting stars on Earth-and voila, I'd be happy again. And even if I don't, I still insist on smiling. I loathe the thought of ruining someone else's day just because Lady Luck decided to take a day off away from you.
But frankly, it's difficult. I seem to live a dual-personality life, not exactly that of Jeckyl and Hyde's, but rather how Anne Frank described herself to be. Well, of course, my predicaments are nothing as compared to hers. On the exterior, I may be garrulous, cheeky and what not. But on the inside, it's a world's difference. I need some space..probably as much as I do physically considering the fact that I'm horizontally-challenged.
So if you think you understand me, think twice. Even I don't know what sort of person I am.
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