stomped
stomp, stomping, stomped.. by the sheer pain of organising stompaids.. i've been using perhaps a greater amount of vulgarities for the past week as compared to the rest of my life.. i've been through the most ups and downs and owing the most favours in my entire life.. i've been involved in mood swings and distractions that i can have nightmares abt it, lose sleep over it, lose temper over it, lose concentration at work, and worse of all, lose confidence in myself..today had been a bad day.. for no rhyme or reason.. i'm just reluctant to do anything.. no idea what's gotten into me.. i'm just tired of stomping.. tired of fire fighting and trying to be nice when others are at fault.. tired of pple being optimistic.. tired of doing things that i hate doing.. yet i know i can't stop there.. because 6 more pple's, and the many others out there who are doing this out of pure favour, hard work is at stake.. it's been dragging too long i guess.. taking up too much time.. eating up everyone's patience.. slow and torturous..
i start to ponder over wad my reactions mean.. i thot hard.. i never really got an answer.. instead learnt that i should not have brought my troubles back home.. well i seldom do feel upset like that.. but this is the 2nd time i've felt this way coz of stompaids.. perhaps then it is as he writes.. that u either become frens forever or u start to hate each other because of differences.. well well.. but then again he tells me.. that with a fighting spirit such as mine, i will not go down so easily.. i know i will persevere on.. i will fight on with the spirit he speaks of that i know is within me..
feeling like full time stompaids and part time student.. yet striving on
rebec inspired @ 9:46 PM
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