So my mom called me fat today. I shouldn’t be so surprised, considering every one of my family members have been calling me fat and telling me that I’ve recently put on more weight these past few weeks. It’s true. They’re not lying. Sigh. I got really fat and I don’t know what to do.
So I found out one upside of being an unemployed 22-year-old these days – I get to finish this amazing childhood game of mine in 4 days – NO LESS. My brother installed it for me on Sunday and I only started playing in the night. Right now, it’s 11PM GMT+8 on a Thursday night and I have officially (and emotionally) said goodbye to this game. I completed it. It is a bittersweet feeling. I am both happy and sad about this ending. Sigh. Now, what?
P.S. Dear Soulmate, I’m ready. Please whisk my soul away and let us be as one. I don’t know how long I can live, to continue pretending that everything is okay, with this void inside of me. I swear, sometimes it’s like the emptiness inside is so overwhelming, I almost feel like I’m being devoured inside out.
For the past few weeks or so, I’ve had the urge to start blogging again. Just so that I can have a platform to voice out my opinions, do some rantings or just pen down random thoughts.
I can’t tell you how many times I have tried and fried blogging. Somehow, I tend to lose interest after having only made a few posts and then I would decide to delete the account and forget all about it – only to pick up the habit yet again in the near future.
Maybe it’s because I don’t have the privilege of voicing out my thoughts IRL. You see, my family is what I’d like to call – the typical Asian-Muslim family – but more on that later.
Right now, I’d just like to say “Hello, again!” and here’s to me staying for the long haul! *cheers*