There is not much thing to report over here. I am living on my pajamas, literally, and throwing myself into tumblr, facebook, twitter, and blogspot. Ah, it sounds lame, doesn’t it? I even feel pity myself for being so uninspiring. Oh, anyway, two random photos above are objects I took thanks to my boredom. Custard pie and orange juice. Both are my favorites.
I’ve been contemplating the meaning of life lately, which drove me almost crazy and for some moments I think I was losing my mind, but still I couldn’t find the answer yet. Sigh. I wonder why did it happen again? I mean, it’s not the first time I’m thinking about life, and what now, what’s the meaning of life? Oh, girl, who are you joking with? For God’s sake, you should quit acting like somewhat philosopher, because obviously, you definitely are not. Ah, what did I just say? You can call it a bad joke, well I don’t care. Now, I’m off to sleep. Let’s wish for a better tomorrow, which means rain all days. Ha!
One word to describe the life at the moment: monotone. And the best part of it, my depression is in the worst state and yet I couldn’t stop a surge of self-pity that makes me feel terribly sick, both emotionally and physically. Ah, shit! This is not what summertime supposed to be. There are should be warm sun, balmy days, brownish sand, beach waves, chilling with good friends, laughing hard until my cheek hurts, walking for hours and not get tired, taking a load of photos, wearing shorts all day, and do nothing but having fun. Ah, geez. I feel so old, boring, and uninspiring. I’d rather say I’m already 19 than only 19. So pathetic, aren’t I?
