That girl

I did something bad yesterday, and the other day, and it backfired. I am feeling low, and small things have caused me to view everything in slow-mo.

But then it kept me thinking, we are all on the same boat here. There's a branch that wants stability, and there's a branch that wants acknowledgement. And then I applied it to my life (which is a hobby), and realized that acknowledgement preceeds stability.

Observing the brightness, the hue of one's eyes-it was something I could not resist doing, as I have seen months roll by, the itch of clinging on to a certain memory, not of mine. And it hit me that certain hues are not attained when acknowledgement's sake is snubbed.

So here I am, seemingly unfazed. Trying to make it until 8,9,10,11,12. As she is, as we all are.

Before I strangle academics

Before I decide to rape coastal disaster management, I will write in this stupid blog. I miss having to write on this as it signifies that I still have what it takes to reflect. There is something wrong with my life, something fundamentally wrong that I have to shake it all off. I will be moving out of my house, and have waged war against monetary kindness of any sort from my parents (the feel was quite mutual), although I have accepted, for the last time, some grant for my tuition. By this week, I will have to find a place where I can be alone, run, and reflect after class.

I guess I can never be truly stable unless I have finally felt uncheated by life.

So, today, I decide that it will be a weaknesses if I do not finish my masters on time. It will be just wrong, and I have decided that shredding relationships just to achieve this is a possible option.