Can I leave the post on my sista's wedding under construction until I feel like reconstructing it?
I must have looked really downcast when I got back home.. cuz my huzmates kept asking if I'm okay.. I'm alright I guess.. it's just petty stuff of things not going my way.. problems of transports.. and some grouping issues when it comes to grp work.. some weird timetable for the term which I wish I had enough authority to do sth bout it...
Hmm.. maybe it's a period of testing and I'll just have to endure it.. but sometimes I felt that suppressing all this dissatisfaction will only end up in bitterness.. Yet I cant seem to be complaining at all times.. God seems so near and so far at the same time..
I'm surprised I dont feel any excitement for the new term or the new year.. no new year resolutions.. nth.. zero.. I guess I'll just try to move along with the rest..
What am I? The seed which drops on shallow land, grows but withers when the sun comes out because it has no roots.. or the one which drops between the thorns and gets choked in the end..?