Well, technically, I am. But that’s beside the point.
HELLO! (to whomever who still checks my little blog out.)
It’s been long, but definitely not the best time of my life these recent months’ been. Full of social events, exams and distractions, I didn’t pick up a single book, more less blog. It annoyed me. I stormed around the house, grumbling , for I was always tired, worn, EXHAUSTED by the day’s social interactions. I’d barely had time to loo before I’d fall asleep on the couch. Not to mention my art projects coming along.
I missed reading and blogging. I really do. There was not a day I didn’t fret about what was going on in the literature world while I was away. Not a day I’d feel comfortable being away from this world.
I was basically Half-Dead. Everyday seemed pointless.
I would wake up, go out with classmates or watch Anime(Japanese Animation, ya) or sit on the couch using apps like WhatsApp, constantly communicating with people. As you can see or infer, I WAS DRAINED.
I felt like a mindless robot.
I am a mindless robot. Reading makes me human. Every day, if I do not read an article or a passage, I’d feel dumb, empty, and totally not in control of my body. It was terrifying, really. My parents didn’t help much. They’d force me to sit hours and hours on the floor, painting my ass away and I’d go full blown cranky on them. I was also a lot angrier these days. I blame the reading-abstinence.
I AM SO TIRED. SO SO TIRED. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME. I WANT TO READ.
I WANT TO BLOG AGAIN.