I am completely out of the world at the moment. Time passes by slowly and rapidly when I think about my age. I'm envious of younger people, is this how old people would feel? Sigh. I gained weight so much that I look like a freaking buffalo! I eat all the time, stuff everything inside my stomach. I don't exercise or do stretching. I don't dance. School really takes my youth away. Yes, I'm being so freaking dramatic and I don't know why.
I feel solemn that I don't write my thoughts anymore, I just keep it inside my head, as if I'm waiting for it to go away. I'm not entirely happy. I feel screwed up but it's not that bad. I've been thinking, thinking until nothing seem to make sense to me anymore. How can I expect myself to be at peace? I feel scared and troubled. SPM, my grandmother, future...blank.
I don't know what to say, precisely, I have nothing to say.
Now, I don't bother to use some freaking awesome vocabs, figure it out on your own.
