(via nerealizirana)
Source: unhopeful-mindWelcome to my life.
6 hours ago
Week two commences tomorrow. Or now actually.
Gotta be more productive, more focused, more motivated.
Driven to distraction, yes. Sigh.
Today was such good fun though. Took a walk down memory lane with mum and heard the good, bad and ugly of not just her married life but also a fair bit of family history as well. Amazing food, unrestrained languish and Ariel to top it all off. I swear, we’re officially anjacks deyy. I told my mum how we were at the void deck laughing our heads off and she just glared. And looking back, well, two hysterical girls laughing maniacally at an unearthly hour (not to mention the fair bit of swearing involved) is sorta.. You get what I mean. But I’ve missed you and I’m so glad I made you laugh, even if only awhile. Plus your anecdotes give me so much hope (REFRAIN FROM ROLLING EYES AND CALLING ME SAPPY).
Wednesday morning, wheeeeeeeee~
Gotta get my future sorted out, I’m sick of deliberating this way. I won’t say it’s having too many options that’s the problem, it’s just my insecurities barring me from making an informed decision. Constantly reminded of what I lack, where I can go wrong and how others always do better. And being aware of this fault doesn’t help; I’m still as confused as ever. I miss my decisive self. Hmmmm, or maybe I still am that same person it’s just that the gravity of this matter is such that it warrants immense caution. TO BE YOUNG AGAIN. Back at Cedar, in that impenetrable bubble of happiness surrounded by love and laughter. Sigh.
On a different note I think the cake is beautiful. Pink roses for mum, sinful chocolate sponge on the inside to please dad. NOT looking forward to studying in school (again) tomorrow, is our poetry analysis meeting still on? O.o And have I mentioned how midnight conversations yield the best of laughs? Revelations too, but the humor over arches. Ever thankful, goodnight. (:
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