STRESSED.

I guess things have changed in the few weeks. Once again more people look differently towards me. I don't know what to do anymore.

I don't think there's anyone else to blame but myself for this. Exept that certain people are just dying to be blamed for what I've become of, but that just won't make sense.

I guess I just have to live my life and learn to let go and adjust. After all, there are more to my life than what happens in the weekdays.


I learned that this Saturday. I don't know but everytime, I hang out with these guys. I just happen to forget everything. I forget the stress in my life, along with the stress that some people just love to present to me.

I learned that there will and always be alternatives in my life, other than doing the same fucking shit almost everyday.



I don't know, but for me having the weekend is like being in a vacation. Even life at home has improved dramatically.

I have been a bit more observant towards my life, and I've noticed so much change. Quite frankly I hate the cahnge. Because it's hard for me to adjust and accept.

I know forsure other people than the two that follow this blog read this, and probably laugh in the backround. Go ahead, you just don't understand the misery upon me.

I have been struggling to find my identity these days. Half the time I don't know myself. I don't even know most of my friends anymore. I know that a majority of them probably dislike me for whatever reason there is.

I need to be more positive.

I need to keep looking.

I need to be, Ron.

Because I know someone that I used to be close to very much, and she told me that I've changed and that it wasn't a good change. She doesn't recognize me anymore.

I've been asking myself since, "Who am I now? What have I become into?"

I need to be my old self again.

Because I am really getting fed up acting like this, and writing blogs like these.




"Why do I always feel like this when the weekday arrives?"