Rejection

My hands are ice cold. You would think that they would put the heater on with the 20 degree weather outside. Or perhaps they did and like always it’s never enough for me. I am always just so unbearably cold. That it would be easy to bring tears to my eyes by exposing me to the harsh biting wind. I never thought I would be tired from just writing. Majority of the work I have right now is based on writing intensive classes, so I’m constantly writing and writing and writing. I do appreciate it but by the time I […]

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Jaded and Tired

I do not feel regret but rather I question my recent actions. I question my lack of presence on this blog. I question my choice to miss my classes. I question my sudden choice to¬†opt out of my last minute trip to D.C to comfort my sister. I question my need to sleep so much these days, at least 12 to 15 hours. I truly wonder what my reasons are behind my actions. I have been living day by day, a huge leap for someone like me who only could see from ten steps ahead of her. However, I have […]

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Lack of Will

A sudden urge of anger coursed through me at not finding my workout clothes. I used to have anger problems but not anymore. I was rather looking for an excuse¬†subconsciously to not workout. Rather it was not me trying to avoid working out, but rather my attempt of avoiding all work in general. For the past three weeks, I have just been doing the bare minimum to get by. I would do the assignments last minute and barely touch my writing. However, it clashed with the huge list of work I expected to get done during this summer. I had […]

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