I have come to a point where I wonder, yet again, whether I am really happy with how
my life is going... Have been spending many, many days deep in thought. Still, life's mysteries and answers elude me. In short, I don't know what the fuck I really want.
What else is new?
I only feel incomplete and I'm not living up to my full potential. There is something missing in my life and I think I know what the missing pieces are. I am slowly being sucked into the system of what society and the people around you expects of you. I hate explaining my actions or why I do things a certain way. I hate living my life for other people and not for myself. What a sucker...
A few of my friends have been going through very rough patches when it comes to relationships... The only thing I can do is to listen and give some advice... sometimes I hope it is good enough because it is not in my position to interfere... Speaking of which, mine is not going exactly the way I want either. There are some key elements which I need that are sorely missing... Gotta try and have a talk when I come back.
I am really feeling all angst-y and shit, wonder how long I am able to keep up this facade? Fuck, I just hope it is one of my mood swings again, if not, I must seriously consider what I am going to do about it.
Off to Sydney tonight, back on Friday afternoon. Think I might wanna go dance or some shit like that. Bye.