My emotions feel a little funky right now. Not all that good i guess. I absolutely hate it when i start to emo. No more crap about identity i guess- it seems like it resolved on its own, or rather, i don't think about it anymore.
I was so utterly annoyed with dadmum today. I don't care if it's Mother's Day really. They were throwing tantrums like my little kids, 'blowing hot and cold' every few minutes. I'm like what the fuck?
It's time to get off my ass and start doing the things that i've been wanting to do. I find that as the years go by, all the tenacity and zest i once had slowly diminish bit by bit till there is zilch. ZILCH.
Back to school again. I don't really dread school, not like how i dreaded some classes in the past. But i don't like socialising. Feeling anti-social again. I'm sick of all the pretense and smiling at people i don't agree with. I'm sick of pretending that everything is alright. Sick of hiding pain and stiffness. Sick of trying to show that i'm not having any difficulties. And sick of trying to be normal because the society doesn't quite agree with people who are different.
I want to dance like i used to... :'(
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