In an extremely foul mood right now.

Incredibly tired.

We used to be okay. What has become of us all now?

And all of a sudden, this surge of frustration overwhelms me. I feel like crying it out but then, what would it be for? I can't help but feel insignificant and unworthy. I really hope this is my period talking because I was fine just a few days ago. The drive to pass my last semester suddenly misplaces itself. Maybe, all I need is sleep. Not the kind I'll have to wake up afterwards for a group meeting, or lessons. The kind I just wake up and smile and roll around in bed for the rest of the day, knowing that my responsibilities can wait a little longer. But I'm past that, the holidays are gone. I'll have to do this. I'm pretty sure I can.

3.33am.

I'm going to make myself some breakfast.

Chao.

Maybe it's time for me to give in. Maybe it's time for me to stop holding grudges and move the fuck on. It's not about "me", "I" or "myself" anymore. However you may wish to look at me, I'm a better person now. I'll still fall, but who's to know I won't punch you in the face once I get right back up.

I've never felt this way before and I'm going to embrace every millisecond of it. I'm not looking back so this is it. I'm ready.

I know I'll only be away for a week, but I can't help but feel that I'll miss everyone terribly once I get onto that plane. I've always put my friends as one of my top priorities and not seeing them for a week is going to be so.. weird. Trust me when I tell you that I'm thankful for you guys being a part of my life and I love each and every one of you so much.

Chao.