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It's just been a few really upsetting days. I feel the downs so much these days.

But at the end of the day you always have to throw on that happy mask and go around school. A friend told me this today when she saw me, wah why are you so relaxed. Do I have to walk around school with a murderous look?

Being crushed under all the things everybody expects me to be. No I'm not in Computer Engineering dad. No, I don't want to study in school. No, I don't want to be your counsellor. No, I'm not always that gracious. No, I'm not always happy. No, I don't want to entertain everybody. No, I don't understand everything. No, I don't know how to do all my tutorials. No, I can't drive. No, I don't want to talk to you.

I'm nothing ok.

Just let me fade into oblivion please.

Felt quite good to be around school mostly by myself today.

Cannot differentiate between jokes, empty words and truths.

When you learn to accept things, the world becomes brighter. 

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