What an emotional wreck today. Halfway through the morning, it hit me like a rock - I have completely and utterly lost my passion and zest for life. I'm going through the daily motions not because I'm interested, but because I have no choice. I wake up each morning uninspired, and I go to bed thanking God that the day is finally over.
We are in school for a good three-quarters of our youth. I'll be 23 in about a month's time, and I've spent 17 years studying. And after that, I'm like, now what? I miss the days where my biggest concerns were about studying for tomorrow's Chemistry test and running away from the discipline mistress so she doesn't send me to detention for short skirts, numerous ear piercings and dyed hair. I miss staying up late at night writing essays, and spending hours in the library researching.
Whine and whine. That's pretty much all I can do now. I wish I had the guts and ability to say, "Screw this shit, I'm done". But I'm not that brave. What about responsibilities? I'm an adult now. Geez. When did that happen? And how do I make it stop?
I wish I could go back in time. Maybe just 2 or 3 years back. There are so many things I would've done differently. Maybe I would've taken a student loan and went abroad to further my studies. Maybe I would've gotten a job in fashion, or publishing. One thing's for sure, I would've been less emotional. I mean, I can't control what happens, but I can control how I react to things. Maybe if I was less emotional, I would've been much happier, and maybe I wouldn't have gotten my heart broken.
But then again, I don't wanna go all out now and say my life sucks. Because it doesn't. I'm very blessed. I have an amazing family. I have hilarious friends. I have an awesome boyfriend. I like my job. I guess that's the thing about me. I keep wanting more.
And seriously, I should quit whining. Time to wrap up this pity party! There are people out there in Japan who don't even know if they'll survive tomorrow, and here I am complaining about my perfect life?! Seriously, Stel. Can you get anymore self-absorbed?
If this isn't a quarter life crisis, then I don't know what is.
I want much more than this provincial life
I want adventure in the great wide somewhere
I want it more than I can tell
And for once it might be grand
To have someone understand
I want so much more than they've got planned
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insecure |ˌinsiˈkyoŏr|
adjective
1. (of a person) not good enough
When you're not careful, insecurities can eat you up alive. You spend hours a day swimming around in a pool of your own made-up fears. You relive past memories and twist it into the present. Distortion and disarray. And when you obsess about it long enough, you may even start to believe that it's real.
And I will stop. I will stop this nonsense. I will overcome this on my own. Because this is my cross to bear. It is only fair. Funny thing is, I thought I cleaned up after myself pretty well.
When you're not careful, insecurities can drive you insane.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were coming or I'd have cleaned up a little more. My life, I mean, not just the apartment."- The Time Traveler's Wife
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PRACTICE NIGHT!!!

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Tomorrow is Friday! TGIF!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Sorry, couldn't help it! This is seriously the worst song in the whole wide world. I feel bad for the girl though. I mean, everyone's making fun of her. But c'mon, that song should be played over the world when there's a zombie apocalypse. They will retreat!
And I fear clicking on my Tumblr page tomorrow. I'm so so so sure it's gonna be flooded with Rebecca Black jokes. Lol!
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