Hope can be a dangerous thing

There is so much I wanted to say but really, in the end, there was nothing I could say.

我一言難盡，忍不住傷心。真的，忍不住。我不是已經想通了嗎？怎麼還感到如此的自卑。

I wanted to share the world with you, my dreams, your dreams, the future yet to be. But well, it seems that you were simply uninterested.

In my eyes, I will not see you anymore. I will, see right through you from now on because, I have no time to waste on someone who doesn't even see me..........

Job-hunting taking its toil

What is it about job-hunting that fills you with self-doubt? I can't seem to escape it. Am in fact, drowning in it. I hate to say this but I really hate job hunting, and then the process of finding out that you hate working too. What an inevitable paradox. I just wish I could be a bit more reckless and less responsible, without others frowning upon me.

It is true. My parents have provided well for me. Currently, I live with no adult worries, house loans, car loans, insurances payments etc. they don't seem to concern me. And I do not ever want them to ever be a cause of concern. But I know, am living on borrowed time. My folks are getting on with ages, and I hardly seem to be the sturdy pillar they can rely on. Maybe all these factors end up making me feel so bad about myself, every single day.

I never laughed so much since last time- Misha is a terror in the comedy department.

I have woken up my idea. Really, am not deserving of love.