Why do I suck at writing? What am I doing, wasting my time writing shits if I know I’m not and won’t be good at it? Am I on the right track? Journalism? Yea? You can’t even compose your thoughts.

Here I am again, questioning myself, it’s the same old shit. I try to do something, enjoy it and then bombard myself with “Are you really for this? You’re not even half good at it.” I’m tired, so tired of this. I like writing stuff, don’t get me wrong, but whenever I read it, it always doesn’t appeal, like it was written by a ten-year-old girl, it doesn’t make sense.

Or maybe it’s just me? Maybe I’m just pushing myself to this like what I did before. Or maybe, I really like this and I enjoy this but for some reason don’t trust myself that I can do this?

I don’t know anymore. Sometimes I feel like I’m really enjoying writing, REALLY enjoying it, but there are times (which is most of the time) that I think, I’m not good at this and I should stop.

9:13

The day started with questions,
Questions that can only be answered
by my dreamy mind.

Then heat and running time combined
Roads were full of reckless cries

Now I’m sitting on my usual spot,
Waiting for the next thing to happen,
hearing warmth from The Paper Kites.

The Sunday Currently | Twelve - 09/28/14

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Exams are finally done so I can now go back to reading and not thinking of anything stressful. Final examination will be two weeks from now, though and I am expecting of pool of paper works and other school stuff next week so might as well enjoy this stress free day!

R E A D I N G Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer, a reread. I got myself another copy for I lost the old one, I’ll never get tired of rereading this.

W R I T I N G poems in my notebook, transferring them from my iPad.

L I S T E N I N G to The XX, the first indie band I fell in love to.

T H I N K I N G of ways to spend my two-week term break.

W A T C H I N G Scandal’s newest episode and I really do not know what to feel.

W I S H I N G to get a job soon and

H O P I N G that, that job will be with this team.

W E A R I N G white shirt, black shorts, and silver sandals.

W A N T I N G to have an SLR and learn how to use one! I’m too broke though.

N E E D I N G a new lens. I really want to take photography to the next level.

F E E L I N G okay, I guess. My life has been so good to me but I am still waiting for greater things to happen.

L O V I N G how negative things (and people) barely affect me now.

Make your own The Sunday Currently too and link it back here!

I miss going out of town, I miss the beach, the mountains and lakes: nature, I miss riding in a bus to some place I’m not sure in existence, I miss talking to strangers… I wish I can just go anywhere I please right now, but the things I need to do are piling up so fast, oh I’d kill for some fresh air!

Right now (that I’m stuck), though, I need to find ways to make life in the city more meaningful. I need to make myself useful, I need to move! Do you have any idea what’s the best thing to do? The best place (in the metro) to go to?

Well, I hope you guys are making use of your lives wherever you are, whether you’re in a happy place or just in your usual cage, doing what you love with the people you care about. Xo.

I miss going out of town, I miss the beach, the mountains and lakes: nature, I miss riding in a bus to some place I’m not sure in existence, I miss talking to strangers… I wish I can just go anywhere I please right now, but the things I need to do are piling up so fast, oh I’d kill for some fresh air!

Right now (that I’m stuck), though, I need to find ways to make life in the city more meaningful. I need to make myself useful, I need to move! Do you have any idea what’s the best thing to do? The best place (in the metro) to go to?

Well, I hope you guys are making use of your lives wherever you are, whether you’re in a happy place or just in your usual cage, doing what you love with the people you care about. Xo.