I guess the first blow was the awful results I received for the first semester.
And the nagging feeling at the back of my mind thinking about my money.
Then the work politics struck.
and the friends you thought would probably appreciated you more than they actually showed.
to sum it all up, it's been a really bad day.
At this point of time, all the God talk starts coming in, something I always do to good friends in my position.
It's weird that all that drilling doesn't seem to help much, cause it's something i've heard about a while back.
Only the still small voice helps.
Even then, my mind screams out millions of questions and doubts about myself.
I thought I was pretty unfazed by such things anymore. But guess those emotions got the better of me?
What do I want really?
A good conversation will be nice.
some loving i guess.
shallow as it might sound, good grades as a reflection of my 'talent'.
I used to think I make a decent writer, but i'm not so sure now.
Insecurities.
When do I get over them?
I wrote my heart down.
11:24 PM