Lately I haven't been penning down my thoughts; they are all too arbitrary, fragmented.
Holidays has been progressing fast. It's already been 3 weeks since my last paper? & I haven't even have much fun yet.
Just came back from camp yesterday. Didn't enjoy myself at all. Sometimes I wonder why I always volunteer myself to do things that I don't enjoy. I felt like I could have helped more but at the same time there's nothing I could do.
Through this camp, I think I have portrayed myself as a good-for-nothing/useless person. Perhaps I am. I don't even know what I'm good at. Nobody listens because they don't even see your significance. I need to remind myself not to commit into something I am not passionate about. End up, I'll just be completing my task because it's my responsibility but not because I love to do it.
I hate how things are always easier for people with connections. There are more patience, forgiveness, accommodation and mercy.
There are so much more going on n my head. But I can't be bothered to type them out. & in anyway, typing everything out may not be appropriate.
I am going to bed.
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