quixotic.
I miss Sabah already. Aside from the fact that it was awesome, it actually made me realise how simple life is for them. That's envy.
Being back in Singapore isn't as rewarding as I thought. Contrary to that, I feel like I'm returning to this train wreck I call life. For one, I feel so distant from everyone. Like every moment, every experience, every memory that I've had with people I'm 'close' to feels like a mere dream. And every word, sentence or phrase that used to mean something, means nothing now. And here I am, sitting in front of my laptop, looking back at every broken friendship that has amounted to this. Frankly, I'm sick and tired of failing. Maybe it's a fault in me, but I know for sure that I've tried pretty hard to be who I want to be. And here I am, brooding over countless friendships that don't mean anything.
I just wish that'd be that one person who would make me feel awesome.
But you know what, that's a dream. So wake the fuck up.