chapter 3.5: things of the past, numbers of present day
Much has happened in the past nine months. In fact, nine months later, TWO babies appeared from heaven, SIX marriage proposals (which means there will be SIX weddings this year!), ONE new college mate from me church, ONE new guitar in the works, TEN more months before I graduate and THOUSANDS of ringgit to be "invested" this year (ngek ngek ngek).
The past nine months have been an emotional and physically tiring ride that caused me to be jaded. Jaded may not be an accurate term to describe how I feel but it's along those lines. I want to get it over and done with. I'm tired of being torn all the time. Already, it's hard to cope with the distance and frequent absence, the demands increase. The bar sets itself higher.
How on earth does one deal with this with good attitude when time is precious? It frustrates me to a point where I'd rather not care about the call of duty.
Oh well...
Only one year left. Gotta make it a good year. Been having too many bad years in my books. Don't understand why I keep finding myself on the wrong side of things. It appears that I'm not fitting that well into the mold. Hasn't that always been the case anyway? I am a misfit but at the same time a chameleon. Go figure.
