I find my life to be very weird...lately....
How should i say? it's not productive? it doesn't really matter. no "life"? we just had a mini b'day celebration ( mini, tt's an overstatement... :( ) and I played pool afterwards. So what's wrong? actually, if i know, i won't be writing this post.
I wonder how many of u reading this will be having the same syndromes: just having nothing to do in the entire long weekend, but it's still passing by with the swiftness of light. You can't freeze time, and you feel unfulfilled about just letting time simply pass by. You have none of the energy you used to have, the energy to do something meaningful, to love life. You lose your quirkiness(quirkiness in a positive sense) and your hyperness and initiative to get things the way u'll like it, instead, u settle down and stone, u won't even be shaken up by a stream of advice.
You know it when you are stuck. In the bottom of a murky river. Stagnant.
I don't know about you. To me, Emoness=emotional-ness is such an abstract term (to others, it's a jargon.ahaha,..but i derive no joy from typing out the onomatopoeia for laughter). Like beauty. Like Evil. It's different to different people. Everyone have different paradigms. (I hope the same education system would not make people homogenous, but only time will tell.Anyway as i observe people have slightly different paradigms about emoness.)
So what about this emoness?
It's my time to contribute what i have been suffering from these days. I will not say suffer. It's an overestimation. Coz...i'm not getting the degree of sadness as compared to e long-term stressed out individuals in our class; and if u have been keeping with the news, u may know who i think i know who is suffering from you-know-what. Ok, a lot of uncertainty here. Let me just keep it that way.
On to my feelings lately. It's a pretty long weekend. It's Labour day. and i'm turning 17 tomorrow. Not too bad, u know, coz i have just lived that 1 year longer, and i'm proud of it, to have simply "survived". I sort of think e survivor-of-the-fittest theory will be very cruel and all that, but it also teaches us to live every moment with a kind of knowing. Know that to simply treasure every second is a fortune. Know that we may not live the next second. Know that we may make an impact (preferably good one) on others and the world the next second.
There's a lot to do in a second.
I changed my mindset,my paradigm, at a certain second while typing this post.
And, geez, i dun have a recollection of when exactly i started to think differently.
In which of the numerous 9,192,631,770 periods of the radiation corresponding to the transition between the two hyperfine levels of the ground state of the caesium-133 atom at zero kelvins have i gotten thru with my thinking?
For all the people out there who are feeling stressed, feeling life su**, feeling that u want to change your msn nick from something positive like "DOING CIP with BLAHBLAHBLAH life rox" to something negative...
here's something to try. Just try blogging about your bad moods. (in my case, bad mood is an overstatement, really, just a bit of hormones...)
See whether you will suddenly just make a U-turn about things.Labels: "Sane" + theoretical psychology = STP
