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I’m sitting alone in my room, lit only by a dim, deep blue light above me. It feels almost psychedelic. Maybe it’s the lighting, or maybe it's the fact that I just woke up and still feel a little lost in between dreams and reality—lightheaded, like I’ve been floating through the day without fully waking up. Scrolling through Facebook, I see a flood of “Last Day of College” posts. Farewell pictures. Big grins, teary eyes, celebratory captions. Just a few months ago—eight to be exact—I was there too. That final day, saying goodbyes. And then, without much warning, life happened . I landed a job, routines formed, and the whirlwind of adulthood began. Today, though, there’s a strange drowsiness I can’t shake. I haven’t touched a drop of alcohol, yet I feel slightly drunk on emotions, or maybe on the weight of everything unsaid. Should I pour myself a glass of scotch? Or vodka? Not to drown anything—just to feel something new? The walls around me feel heavy tonight. Like they’re watc...

Without a doubt... I’ll meet my friends this week. I’ll text them every day and actually stay in touch. I’ll play Xbox at least twice. I’ll catch up on my favorite shows. I’ll start working out and finally shrink this stubborn tummy. I’ll buy a new pair of headphones for my PC. I’ll clean my room (for real this time). I’ll stop being lazy and work harder. I’ll find myself a girlfriend. ...And so much more. Sounds like a solid list, right? I tell myself these things all the time—every week, every day, even. But somehow, time just slips through the cracks. If I’m lucky, and the universe feels generous, I get a Sunday off. Like today. And yet… here I am. Exhausted. Not wanting to move. Not even wanting to meet anyone. Why? Maybe because all I really want to do is just sit, think, stare at the ceiling, and dream—with a side of TV and doing absolutely nothing. Right now, life feels like a cluttered mess. I barely get time to just be still . And if I did ...

Back here again , with not so much of time on my hands ... but im writing so i can fill this blog with something productive for people to read and be inspired lolx . The past month and the current one has really been difficult for me . Im going through alot of stuff right now , and at the age of 22 i was not really expecting to get white hair this quick , or to undergo so much of pressure in one shot .Something like TEQUILA , excepts tequila gets better with every shot you take . "Can i retire ? ? Hello is anyone listening " Anyhow, my ipod was lying idle and i guess i was using it more as an external storage for data rather than using it for music, which apparently it was made for . So i got these awesome pair of jvc headphones and i decide to pick my ipod once again and download some music onto and fire it up in my ear . I have over 150 songs , well not much . I know your'll have more than me, so i don't want to boast . But that's besides the point ...

Goodevening viewers . I dont know why im here , but im here . Hmmm lets see ... i started this blog , drifted away and im back again ? Do i just want to fill up this empty place ? ? ? Im not a good story teller or writer but i guess then again i just want to pen down my views . Yay : ) So if not regularly i think i should put something down here even if no one is reading .If you are , then you deserve a badge of honour . Im tired , im stressed out , im going to die ... Work is killing me ... , physically . . . like a dagger to your heart . But somehow i take my ipod listen to some good music , gets me in the mood (a bit) and somehow i manage to survive for the day . I dont want to take much of your precious time telling you about my worries , im just here to make you read ( if you can) and help you get through to worser times . Dont get me wrong , IM NOT YOUR COUNCELLOR , im a human sitting in a computer chair , just like YOU , giving you free advice .Well the advice might be 2 cents b...