Sea of thoughts
Today my mood was as dark as my black outfit. Somehow I couldn't help but feel left out or astrayed. It's time I address this inner-unhappiness. Don't get me wrong. I love my job. I have a burning passion for it. But it's just the system and the way things are being administrated, it's restricting or pissing me to a certain extend. Human relationship bothers me. I hate it. Perhaps this is "politics" - a strategy I'll never master.
I am contemplating whether I ought to take a break. I texted Clara. Of course, I worked out the pros and cons mentally. Damnit, of all things I hate most is to sit on the fence. Where I know I can't "buy both, when in doubt" unlike shopping.
Perhaps I should. Maybe not. What's gonna happen next semester when I'm already struggling like mad this semester with so much projects. Ooooo boy. Wish some guardian angel or fairy god-brother would appear and give some advice.
Shhhh... there's a secret held in the heart of the little boy. Who came out of the cacoon and slip back in.
