I have been wanting to type, have been eager to travel and have been contemplating on leaving to continue my masters as previously promised by my parents to study abroad. I guess I haven't earned it enough which I can understand now. To be fair, I wasn't all flowers and books. Yes, I did not concentrate all that well during my school and college days. Oh well, enough with the feeling of distraught. I almost forgot my main reason why I wanted to type in so much before. I have stopped working in artisan, it was extremely hard for me to maintain two jobs,but, I thought I could concentrate more if I quit, frankly, it doesn't really make much difference.
It is 11.30pm I have tons and tons of work to be done, but, I am now writing an entry in my blog. Not to mention that it is due tomorrow morning. My goodness, when will I learn. Perhaps, I will never learn. I haven't any proper break for 6 months and I am starting to feel as though I am being a bore by just being in the office. I used to do crazy things, although, dumb, but, I did have a blast. This might be another phase of my life before entering the real adulthood. I don't regard myself as an adult just yet, I am very aware that I am still immature.
Lately, I feel as though I am loosing myself, as I find myself too carried away with the environment around me, which makes me think negatively, and I really can't afford to feel that way. I keep telling myself to be strong. Though, I have colleagues that would give me advice and ask me to tag along for lunch and dinner, which I thank God and am very grateful for. Despite those blessings, I can't help but, to feel uneasy with certain things. Like somehow I am blinded by jealousy of certain people. I think I should just keep quiet and not say anything after this.
