I have learnt to be unhappy.
And you are reading it right.
I just don’t know how it happened. But it has happened and I can say that I am not happy with it either. Told ya!
I have been a quiet child. I also am in between the introvert-extrovert personality. I would talk well enough to save my a** but then at other times, you would not even notice me sitting, sulking under my unmanageable hair. That is how my senior school went and I have never been more glad that senior school is only for two years. The truth is that ever since my middle school, I am on a journey to find my identity. I know every journey has roadblocks, detours, empty gas tanks, flat tyres, hitch hikes, unknown destinations, strangers, and nonsensical characters. But lately, it does not look like a journey with roadblocks; it looks like a journey made of roadblocks.
I cannot call myself a cheerful person though I blatantly say that I have a crush on laughter. I am not peaceful. I sleep for 7 hours every night and yet, my mornings do not have “the radiant sun sieving in through the window”. I can tell, I am burning my skin with the sun and this is not even a metaphor.
I am not able to study because apparently the Gods decided that my brains would do better justice with someone else and change the world and all that crap. And thus, Einstein was born. How I hate geniuses!
That being said, I really cannot argue that my life is all that bad. It is just that black orb that surrounds my head.
Oh! Wait, that is just my wild mane.
And ofcourse, I could never get this man. Not even close.
Oh! I would so like to take that place. But then they had to have the Miss Universes and Worlds. Gnetchy Gnetch would agree with me and trust me in a few days, this phrase will be taught in the Break-up Schools for women, “All the world revolves around one basic rule- All Good Men are Taken or They are Gay.” And the rest is a whole different story.
I have also lost my humor and sarcasm. Write what’s in my heart. My foot! Sure I have been losing followers. Either that or they have been way too constant for a way too long time. Apparently nobody wants to read sob stories. Who can blame them anyway!
Sometimes I worry about myself. And then I write nonsensical posts.
I seriously have issues. I am just glad that I am not alone.
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