燕子の物语

Feeling a bit emo.
Feeling a bit lost.
Feeling a bit of everything.

Maybe I listened too many emo songs.
Maybe I got sick of studying and working at the same time.
Maybe it was a mixed of both.

Sometimes when I was around with my friends, and everyone was having fun, I don't feel that I was having fun. I laughed coz' my friends are laughing; I joined in the chat coz' friends will start asking when I am so quiet. Since when, I live with others' perspective of me? Since when I wanted so much to be able to blend in the crowd, without realizing who I really am? I am a person who don't want too much changes in life. Changes sometimes scare me. The image friends or people around have of me is, workaholic; know what she want; independent. But how true are them? Sometimes I also want to be a person who can depend on others at times. But somehow, I felt who is there that I can depend on with all my heart, other than my family? Family love is unconditional; friendship is like a string, which could be easily torn if something were to happen; and love is like a glass that could be shattered if the feeling ain't strong enough.

It is just me, emo-ing away, once again.