Nesting


July passed, August passed, now it's already September.
Nothing much happens, just some repetitive stuff, like works, attending weddings, dates and etc. Oh, the school is about to start again.

But if I were to say about one thing, well, I guess I can tell this one particular thing. Emm, not so new, but, I can say, it's something I didn't experience since at least the past 3 years.

I stop talking to some particular people. Last time, I took forever to get over such things, but this time, 2 or 3 days are enough, provided I tried to fix things. But, nahh, it's not worth at all, to stay in a toxic environment. Isolate, done.

It's much more.....better to live on my own. Who wants to stay, stay. because the moment I knew somebody is having a chit chat about me, without my own acknowlegdement, then, bai-bai.

bla bla bla

I'm turning 29 next year, and that's something to think about. Oh yeah, I have a few friends passed away because of cancer and heart disease(al-Fatihah). So what is there to worry about? People talked about me behind my back? I rather do something lovely that can provide something in my life in the hereafter. I don't hate, though, I just have to love myself, the people and everything. Why? The attempts to be lovely sound and seem foolish to these people? Well, then get away.

I'm too busy to have a lovely life, and basically the above are totally random rantings.

Back to school~


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