Not-So-Mellow

And then I realized that most of my recent posts have been so so so mellow. And I know that's a thing I got to find a way out myself. I overthink wayyyyy to much. My life is actually not that mellow. I even doubt most people know I can be that mellow. And, yessss, thanks to my introvert personality.

Anyway,

it's a brand new semester. It's frightening somehow. Yet tempting. It's been a week and my excitement hasn't got any lower. Good sign? Let's hope so. See?????? I already seem much brighter. My only hope for this semester is to be a much-much-much better time manager. Because last time I checked, I was suck at it. And, ah, I need to know my capability and not being over it.

P.S. I still have the urge.

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I come to realize that everything is not about oneself. It's not a matter of "I need it" and "I can't live without it".

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It's all I hear all the time. And I come to realize those reflect selfishness. How about what others think? Just because you need it and (you think) you can't live without it, doesn't mean the final conclusion depends on it; or does it?

[Inspired by a line from "Raising Helen"]

P.S. And that's why,b

The Tired Left Shoes

I plan to write something, but nothing come out. Anyway..

Here's to us.

I guess, see you when I see you?