Sometimes..
Just sometimes..I wish I had a punching bag.
Something to punch at when I'm just at the tip of the iceberg.
No acts of rage of course. But it's a good anger outlet.
That aside,
I'm just too lazy to blog anymore at times.
Sometimes life is just full of disappointments.
And sometimes it's just full of surprises.
And happy moments.
And what nots.
I'm falling short.
Falling short on how life should be.
Feeling that things are overated.
Losing sight of what's really important and what's not.
Feels like I'm being half assed/ half expectant of things.
Like I'm becoming cynical.
Cynical to a point that I'm even scared that I'm that cynical.
What happen to the innocent view of things?
The naiveness of it all.
When things didn't seem so freaking jaded...
And life was just simple and blissful, full of happy thoughts and ignorance I guess.
I'm sick of all of this.
Won't it just stop?
Stop playing around with my emotions
With my life
With my thoughts
My mind
I just want to be optimistic
Want to push for greater heights
Want to believe in a greater cause to life
To hold on to a stronger believe in God.
And to believe that only He can turn such things around for me.
To be the best I can be.
Is that too hard to ask of?