The breeze cuts through my heart like a butter to a knife
It has been quiet a while. I was perplexed as to what I should write. My emotions and actions have been acting concisely recently with each other as if they're Siamese twins. Maybe it is due to the once a month routine, maybe it's only because I'm thinking too much and my actions just flows with it. Perhaps, I might even have bipolar disorder. Quiet frankly, I feel as if this year, nothing has gone my way. Worse, everything seems to make me feel depressed. Have I really hit depression oasis? That, I may never fully comprehend. However, I am getting better you might say. I'm looking forward to Summer, even if I do have Summer school.
This semester have been an eye-opener. I learned that I really am not fond of Finance. I never thought much about it before. I feel as if I have many regrets because I did not follow what I was passionate about. I envy my younger brother and at the same time am happy for him. He is traveling the path that he is most content with. Unlike, me, who is only continuously traveling because I hate stopping even more. I may not love what I'm studying, but I hate not finishing it even more. I will move forward and I will get through this gloomy, dark, damp part of my journey. I see light at the end of these gray clouds. I am waiting for the wind to pick up and blow them away because this breeze is cutting through my heart like a butter to a knife.
P.S. Last final tomorrow and I am FREE! That makes my heart grows lighter. Haha
This semester have been an eye-opener. I learned that I really am not fond of Finance. I never thought much about it before. I feel as if I have many regrets because I did not follow what I was passionate about. I envy my younger brother and at the same time am happy for him. He is traveling the path that he is most content with. Unlike, me, who is only continuously traveling because I hate stopping even more. I may not love what I'm studying, but I hate not finishing it even more. I will move forward and I will get through this gloomy, dark, damp part of my journey. I see light at the end of these gray clouds. I am waiting for the wind to pick up and blow them away because this breeze is cutting through my heart like a butter to a knife.
P.S. Last final tomorrow and I am FREE! That makes my heart grows lighter. Haha