more than a month later...
I've seriously lost my patience for writing day to day blogs. With such short attention spans that are a result of the media's doing... Who can even bother anymore?
Or maybe it's because I write for a living... so coming down to this mundane shit, it really has no direction or flavour anymore.
My life... nobody wants to hear about it. I wouldn't want to read about it five years later... Incoherent abstract mess.
Although I have to say I'm looking forward to spending time with friends because we kind of all know that once internship ends, the routine just fades away with it.
Still undecided about what life I should make for myself - but then again, I'm only 19 right? What a joke.
Plans plans plans, future, I spend so much time worrying about all this when we all know the higher ups all have it planned out for us so we should all just sit back and watch it all play out... because we can't control anything despite what anyone might say. Our destiny's what we make of it? What bullshit.
Optimism is for the optimistic. Am I optimistic? Sometimes. Other times I just wallow in self-pity and wait for death to claim me.
The crap that I'm spewing out right now is quite amazing really. Can't believe this.
On Boxing Day no less.
Peace be to all.
The conversation's getting stale
If you won't point it out, then I will