May you always have work for your hands to do. May your pocket hold always a coin or two. May the sun shine bright on your windowpane. May the rainbow be certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a friend always be near you. And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you. I hope you find contentment. Maybe not swiftly, but surely.

Monday, June 27, 2011

27-6-2011

I feel like a teenager again. Rage. Low self-esteem. Uncertainty.

At school, I'm not a socializing person. And because of somethings I do, I rarely got close friends.
In daycare, mom seems to siding me a bit too much. I know I'm a brat.

I really hope I could change the way I present myself. Maybe add a bit of smiles on the poker face, and some carefree spirit.

Maybe I should stop thinking, and be myself. Gah, it's all so teenager thoughts again.

3 Comments:

  1. Anonymous Bystander said...
    jmm lack of frens eh.. i feel u.
    u can try this, only face the problem when they're directly in front of ur face if they're not fuck'em. hahha
    Anonymous Bystander said...
    and u still got me here reading ur post
    kaiqing said...
    Thanks. At least I know somewhere in this world, there's someone who doesn't judge me, which is you. :)

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