forgetfullness is not cool."
it's Sunday the 23rd of May 2010
5.20pm in the afternoon, I'm feeling empty. So empty.
I feel stoned.
Every day I wake up from bed, I keep forgetting what I'm supposed to do, where I'm supposed to go, what I want to do and who do I want to be.
It's been a replay of life over and over again.
Even though I know there's like 10 tests to study for and assignments to complete, I strangely feel dead inside and couldn't give a damn about it.
What's even more strange was that during the first day of college, I was like an 'A' student, paying full attention in class and shit, now I can't even get myself out of bed.
I hear things, I see things. I don't know who I am.
I have depression, and I don't want anyone to come near me.
My gaming addiction came back, its not good at all. Its manufactured product by individuals looking to make it big in this world by selling dreams.. ah how good it feels.. to just lie down and do nothing but click stuff in a make-believe world.
Lifelessness.. emptiness... for the longest time, I've had a suspicion I'm suffering from bipolar disorder, or Alzheimer's disease
I haven't been eating well for a long time, my weight is at 67 kilos. On some days I don't eat for a whole day, others I chug down whatever I see, I can't control it.
I miss gym like hell, assignments are not keeping me from gym. It's the thoughts.. the thoughts.. the thoughts.. the thoughts.. the thoughts...
I'm always in a hurry to go nowhere, I hate crowded places and like to be alone.
People are afriad of me.
I don't feel worthless, but I feel empty.
On youtube, this lady is typing out her feelings, and strangely, I can totally relate to her.
Just came back from eating noodles with the family.
I am going to set my shit straight, right now.
Goals have to be set. I need to go back to my breakdance and vocal classes
Music saves me.
Keeping myself busy is the key to getting me to move
Games? Fuck this shit. total waste of time, I have better thing to do *closes*
Old man once told me : Be happy all the time, not happy-go-lucky.
This blog.. is great. This just proves, if I admit I have problems, I can start to solve them.
If I surround myself with people, I'll be okay.
If I keep on thinking, it'll be pointless because of my endless contradictions to myself.
I can't be alone, otherwise I'll start to think psychotic thoughts.
To be myself again.. I need my 9 highs.
Nothing is impossible, if I set my mind to it.
Fat? Go gym lah...
The mistake I've made is shutting myself out to people, when I should be opening myself to meet new people
Who cares if they try to use me, its good if I find out, then Idont need to be cautious and I can be myself again. Good and bad people, I want to meet them both.
There must be love and joy.
I grew my hair long for this moment.
Dancing around naked in my room to music is THE BEST.
Bouncing up and down with my ass on my bed with headphones on
I'm looking outside my window right now, after 3 years living here
It's the first time I'm seeing such a beautiful view.
Hyper Hyper Hyper
~Sam Insanity Sunshine, out.