Nose Block Is A Bitch _|_

This hit me. Sometimes certain things are needed not to be written down or said or done but it's in the vibe/feeling that matters most. I know somethings have changed forever and will never be the same again and fuck that cause somehow you know nothing you can do or say can change whatever the situation is at hand.

For what it's worth, I cherish and hold on to things that revolves around mah life as grateful as I could. I can't predict what's happening next in the coming chapter of my life, but now it's all upon my will to control or just let loose. Aye, I don't really know why the heck am I typing all these but I seriously need a great push or a abrupt inspiration to get on with life, cause I don't really know what am I doing in skool now or in the matter of fact, life. Just can't help but to think what's coming up in adulthood. And it's really pain to actually even think about it, as my ambition and goal in life is damn damn vague at the moment. I know I've typed a quite similar post some time ago in one of my other blogs ( the cons of changing blogs so frequent), and that's kinda the main problem. When will I ever get out of this predicament man. Searching for THE purpose in life or the one thing that will finally fulfill me. Kept telling myself things will get better after poly when I start to finally choose things that I'm at least passionate in, I know I'm still young and all but will that ever even come to light? And who knows? Maybe one fine day the dumbass poly choice that I've always think I made might end up the best ever decision I've made in life? Unpredictability of life, always a bitch or slightest some might end up samaritans.

Alright, fuck. I sound blooooooody pessimistic as hell. But dontcha think sometimes we can't help but to think about the worst? That maybe life will not turn out the way you want it to be? All the time, no?

Btw, sorted things out with my mentor and I'll be continuing my module if I pass the test tomorrow. Haha like if anyone cares to know lah lol.

Thanks Mr Loy, hope your 'pep talk' will wake the hell outta me or rather, wake me up in the morning for class -.-

For now, move on...move on...it will come to you ed, it will. At least that's what I tell myself..
Faith, that's what's gonna get me through.