Home on a Friday night. I'm so not used to this anymore. I was supposed to chill in a coffee shop again but I just didn't feel like being alone in a crowded place so I just went home instead. At least I can be alone at home and not have strangers think what a loser I am. I can be alone peacefully. Actually, I really didn't want to go home early tonight. I wanted to go out, drink a bit and just dance my ass off. But as always, life had other plans for me. So here I am, sitting on my fat ass and writing. Now I'm starting to think what a loser I am.
I've started reading again. I just finished reading Perks Of Being A Wallflower and halfway done with Looking For Alaska. I'm really glad I'm reading again after so long. I literally felt like my brain was dying from lack of reading so having to dive into such depressing books is like a cold shower; refreshing and awakening. I'm not sure why I lost interest in reading since I have a shitload of books still waiting to be read. I guess I just felt so pressured to read all these books that it just lost its appeal. But this time, I'm reading because I just want to. No pressure.
I've had a bit of good news at work lately. This month will be my last month in this wretched 3pm-12mn shift! I'll be back to 11am-8pm shift by next month which only means one thing: my social life is back! I'll finally be able to hang out with my friends on a daily basis instead of just seeing them on Friday or Saturday nights. Yes, I'm a very clingy friend. Especially now when I'm going through all these emotions!
Speaking of emotions, I feel like I'm going to explode anytime soon. I just have too much for this small body of mine to contain. Sometimes I find myself wishing that I could just stop feeling. I just want to be numb to everything. But I can't. I can't stop feeling. And it sucks coz all these emotions are getting me nowhere.
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