Zac Efron. He was not the Zac Efron in Highschool Musical. Totally not the dude who will suddenly sing a song in the middle of a basketball game! I fell inlove with this Zac Efron-head over heels.
I just sat there. While watching the movie of two people who found their ways to each other. Their fate were woven as one. Sometimes, one's existence is for another. And that just cannot be wrong.
Monday, May 7, 2012
MY SELF LOATHING
It seems like I am lost. In the middle of an empty space that feels suffocating. Maybe I am in a phase where I should be satisfying the society's expectations of me. Or rather, from another point of view, I am simply disappointed with myself. This is what I get from over thinking things with my self-proclaimed exemplary intellectual capacity. Indeed, I must admit my disappointment is the sole reason.
I just miss it. I miss not doing anything and getting something. But adult life is far from what I had imagined when I was in grade school. I am in a what-you-see-is-what-you-get-situation. This is the real game everyone.
So I am twenty-something and still in shock of what the world prepared for me. Thank goodness, I partied my way through college. But that good amount of fun has a consequence. I AM NOT USED TO THIS. But as my grandmother once said, only stones need a push to move. Well grandma, I think I am a stone.
Sometimes, I try to find an explanation to my bad coping mechanisms- the way my parents brought me up, the environment I was exposed to and the people I lived with. But all these pointing fingers barked at the wrong trees! I am DEVASTATED! THIS IS WHAT I GET FROM EXTREMELY EXCESSIVE SELF-ESTEEM!-disappointment. Well, life goes on. I PROMISE TO LIVE WITH POSITIVITY. Will someone please give me a tap on the back?
I just miss it. I miss not doing anything and getting something. But adult life is far from what I had imagined when I was in grade school. I am in a what-you-see-is-what-you-get-situation. This is the real game everyone.
So I am twenty-something and still in shock of what the world prepared for me. Thank goodness, I partied my way through college. But that good amount of fun has a consequence. I AM NOT USED TO THIS. But as my grandmother once said, only stones need a push to move. Well grandma, I think I am a stone.
Sometimes, I try to find an explanation to my bad coping mechanisms- the way my parents brought me up, the environment I was exposed to and the people I lived with. But all these pointing fingers barked at the wrong trees! I am DEVASTATED! THIS IS WHAT I GET FROM EXTREMELY EXCESSIVE SELF-ESTEEM!-disappointment. Well, life goes on. I PROMISE TO LIVE WITH POSITIVITY. Will someone please give me a tap on the back?
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