WOW, it's been like 2 months since I updated my blog !!! OMG, I need to up my game man. This blog thing is supposed to be like a substitute diary since I was lazy to write sometimes. The main reason was I didn't want people to invade my personal life. I mean diary is meant to be a secret i guess? Well, I sort of can't risk people looking through my stuff. Even if I create a made up language, I'm the type to put the legend in the diary itself. Dumb; i know. ._.
Well, I sort of did badly in my exams. I kind of expected it but was a bit shocked since I got mainly Cs and Ds. Sighhhhh. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED MAN?! The good thing is I do not need to remodule and can continue the last semester of my school life.
I actually had thoughts of changing course since year 1 but I did not want to create trouble for everyone. The first would be the admission procedures, such a burden. I also did not wish to abandon my cca which is Red Cross. I sort of found myself a place at school; I could not bear giving it up just like that. Class time was super boring since I didn't have best friends with me. I made new friends though but it seems we do not click. That is why I really loved going to my cca activities every time.
Year 1 was a breeze. Friends come and go. I got stuck with people I hate since year 1 as my classmate in year 2. Seriously though, I really wanted to quit my course but at this point, I was too late as I already indulged myself as one of the executive members in my cca. I know that I'm dumb for going a very long way in life but I still went on with it.
Around the end of year 2, we had to choose our group mates for the final year project. I was desperately looking for people who wouldn't mind me in the team as I was a very slow learner. People used to judge me a lot for being stupid at theory. I mean, I am super weak at physics and I can never understand this subject. I had to learn the hard way to accept science as it is and don't question it but at the end of the day, I learnt nothing and I seemed even more lost.
I knew I was too late at this point to even think of changing my course of life. So, I decided to go on with it and at least graduate with a diploma. I feel very bad for my final year project partner though cos I was the dumb one and I was always a burden. I cannot help in any way. I've been feeling that even our supervisor is speechless with me. He already hates me. I hate myself too. :\
Well, my goal for now is to graduate and at least get a passing grade for my final year project. I just hoped I wouldn't be so stupid as to follow the pressures set by my family situation and could not live my own life the way I want it.
I want to follow my dream. But dreams are expensive. Poor people can't afford it. Disappointment only comes its way.
So, I've been thinking; I should take a gap year around 2 to 4 years. I will save around $1000 per month and then take part time courses in food and beverage field, get a house, renovate the house and live a simple life. The road will be tough as I need to support around 3 more mouths. Seriously, my mother isn't helping since she has very high demands for my money when she herself isn't even helping me in any way. BITCH, she doesn't even know when I'm born or how old I am this year. What kind of mother is she?
I might be suffering from depression and anxiety since primary 6 though. The infamous bullying at age 12. I don't really remember what caused this but I was in shock. I realised now that my stress from that point of time caused me to eat a lot, LIKE REALLY A LOT. I would be stuffing myself with food almost every minute of the day. I didn't know what I was doing though. Maybe I thought by stuffing myself, I won't feel the pain. Well, at least I don't have scars to hide. It's a good thing I didn't resolve to cutting. I was very scared of pain, you see. So now, I have like 10kg of fat in me, it's still growing I think cos I'm getting stress everyday.
No one is helping me and no one can help me. Maybe this is why I always read or watch all those tragic stories so at least I won't feel alone. I have other (fictional) people to help me go through with it. I don't believe a counsellor can help me. I hated strangers the most. They scare me.
I think I've hidden up the real me pretty well. I've been showing people my fake side. Laughing all the time and then I feel all alone when I'm home. I have a very sad life, yeap i know. Life still goes on though. If you are stuck in your past, time won't wait for you. You will still grow; grow older everyday. You just have to go on with life no matter what. Life experiences made you realised the cold hard truth. It just sucks things have to be like this. Who ever said life was perfect?