I admit I care.

“Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.” – Martin Luther King Jr

I always ask myself, why I am feeling what I am feeling. The question seems much easier to answer when I am feeling happy and well harder when I am feeling…unhappy. I don’t know if unhappy is the right word, but you know those days when you don’t feel…right? Yes, that inexplicable feeling of discontent. I don’t know if it is just me, or if it happens to other girls with the same old PMS excuses, or if it happens to guys as well. But I get this untitled name of feeling every now and then. I am happy most of the times, I am. But there are days when I don’t feel like talking, and laughing, days where I don’t feel what I normally feel.

It occurs to me that while I am not the only one who might feel this unfathomable feeling of displeasure, to some people this feeling may prolong, hence leading them to the real deal of unhappiness and depression. There is no exact reason to why this feeling prolongs, or to why some people allow this feeling to prolong. Sometimes things just go beyond our control I guess, and feelings are one of them. This some people include a few of my friends and acquaintances, and sometimes me. I normally don’t let it go on. I usually fight this feeling back by doing things that make me happy. Or if it does not work, I will just find good food, or good books, or just sit down and reflect what life has given me. Prayers are my best weapon.

So here’s to you out there if you’re reading this, if you’re feeling this feeling, you are not alone. Do not let it get the best of you, whatever you are thinking, no matter how hopeless or worthless you see yourself as, there is always someone who loves you, and care for you. You deserve to know that your life is worth living, so live. Things may feel like they are falling apart, and everything may not feel right, but eventually you will get through it. I don’t know why I feel the need to blog this out, it just saddens me to see how some people fail to see themselves as wonderful and that they are people who really care. So if you’re reading this, I might be a complete stranger, but just so you know, I care.

Of course the question of why would I care will arise. Unfortunately I don’t quite know the answers. I think I am used to…well being me. I always end up caring, a bit too much. Whether it’s a good thing or a bad thing…I am still unsure. Let’s just leave this one question out, alright? Good.

Anywho, on a less serious note, my two weeks break is ending soon. And my homework is of course not done. God goodness, it amazes me how busy I can be doing nothing. Oh well. I think I spend most of the time going out with friends, catching up on things, and taking pictures. I also went out with my siblings to celebrate my 19th, and wore my new red dress! It’s so hard to find a long dress that suits my height, so having one, in red, makes me happy tee hee.

Have good days ahead lovelies!