Singyi

Angst, the type of angst where it makes no sense, and hence, hello blogging. It make no sense, because i am not involved in it, i am a outsider, but it is enough to ruin my day.

Conceitedness. A level higher above confidence. to be discovered only after months of acquaintances after the constant tainting of my favorite social media hangout. It seems that conceitedness always come with a gifted tongue.

Seems to me some misunderstandings happen, and now it erupts into a child war by vocabulary-rich yet senseless kids. seriously. I am lame, but that? it's lamer. sounds cheesy, but i believe to be acquaintances out of the many possible combinations we are open to, is worth cherishing it, not to mention there's a possibility of friendship. lol, that sounds funny, but heck! Well, my point being, why not just forgive. :( Why develop it into a word war. :( Whine whine why.

And i think I complain a lot more recently. Ah, probable due to the greediness instilled in me. the yearning of more, so many unnecessary wants unfulfilled, source of my complains. Have been going "I want to this and that" a lot more than in the past too. :( i want to feel content, just like the contentment i had back when I was in SGH.

life's great, i should stop complaining, but i am feeling no kick. :(