This blog has not been updated for a long time and it's probably obsolete and forgotten right now. It doesn't matter since a blog is meant to be like a diary in the first place.
I'll just use this space to write down my thoughts so that months from now, I will be able to look back at the records and reflect on how much I have come since then.
It's been like 14 months since I enter jc. 14 months of sufferings and strife has brought me to a self realization of my identity. I would have to say that it had been an eventful 14 months that seems much longer than it should. It's been a long time but I know that there is no going back ever again.
Looking at these past 14 months in retrospect, I wonder if my struggles have come to naught or if they carry a meaning behind each of them. Basketball, girl issues, social issues, studies, friends, regrets and most importantly life itself.
There were highs and there were lows, victories and defeats, pain and joy, love and hate. I wonder if they will all converge into a single memory one day. I realize amidst all this how weak and inadequate I am in facing this morally blank world. Like a flea in the universe. The world is too big for me to handle.
What's A levels? it's just a piece of shit paper that people use to go to universities and throw away. I used to think that I know my priorities in life but in fact I do not. Fuck A levels, fuck the perseverance crap, fuck university degrees and fuck getting bloody 'good' jobs. I say nothing is more important than understanding life itself and right now I want nothing more to live rather than just be alive.
I suppose there's 7 months left to go. But the bigger issue is what's next? My circumstances are fortunate yet unfortunate at the same time. Since I'm free to roam and wander but never really had a home to call. Nonetheless, I'm finally alive again and at ease with myself at last and come what may, I'll ride it out just fine.