Saturation.
To put it simply, I am not very happy with my life now. Besides the usual exam stress, constant worrying about the upcoming major exams and everything else (which basically, again, revolves around exams), well. I am just not happy. Sure, I am much more appreciative and somewhat I hope, more sensitive to my friends around me, I've learnt to make a new friend all over again these past few weeks, and I thank God that I got to know her recently.
Making friends all over again is really hard, having to instantly find topics that interest both parties, hoping to spark off a conversation between two strangers, initially. I am lucky. Hit it off immediately with Anna (thank God for you girl!) and manage to keep up a conversation between both of us, when I am not a very good conversationist.
Why do I feel as if I have to force myself to be happy everytime I present myself in front of someone? Why is it that only a cheerful demeanor attracts people over to your side? Must the negative thoughts/emotions be kept within you, only to be let out within the privacy of your own room? Even to your closest ones?
Rhetorical questions.
Learnt something new today. Learnt that in the British slang, when you call someone a fruitcake, it means that the person is crazy (i.e. nuts in the head). So... thou art a fruitcake! *silly grin*
Oh. And tasted Qicong's heavenly baked brownies with creamcheese topping. Mmmm~
To put it simply, I am not very happy with my life now. Besides the usual exam stress, constant worrying about the upcoming major exams and everything else (which basically, again, revolves around exams), well. I am just not happy. Sure, I am much more appreciative and somewhat I hope, more sensitive to my friends around me, I've learnt to make a new friend all over again these past few weeks, and I thank God that I got to know her recently.
Making friends all over again is really hard, having to instantly find topics that interest both parties, hoping to spark off a conversation between two strangers, initially. I am lucky. Hit it off immediately with Anna (thank God for you girl!) and manage to keep up a conversation between both of us, when I am not a very good conversationist.
Why do I feel as if I have to force myself to be happy everytime I present myself in front of someone? Why is it that only a cheerful demeanor attracts people over to your side? Must the negative thoughts/emotions be kept within you, only to be let out within the privacy of your own room? Even to your closest ones?
Rhetorical questions.
Learnt something new today. Learnt that in the British slang, when you call someone a fruitcake, it means that the person is crazy (i.e. nuts in the head). So... thou art a fruitcake! *silly grin*
Oh. And tasted Qicong's heavenly baked brownies with creamcheese topping. Mmmm~