This blog has seen better days. I created this in 2012 pledging that I will finally sustain a blog, after having previously created around 5 blogs that ultimately failed to last.
But this one has, because 8 years later, I am still writing in it. But the content is a lot different, and I’m not deleting my older posts because they are good for nostalgia. Even though I cringe a lot when I read my older posts. But it’s ok, we’ve all done cringeworthy things when we were younger. In fact, I may look back at this post in the future and cringe at this post. Aha.
8 years is enough to see a newborn turn into a Primary 2. Enough for a Secondary 1 to turn legal adult age. 8 years is a lot. But yet… it feels so little. What have I done these past 8 years?
I started this blog when I was Secondary 2, and soon I will complete my formal education and head into the workforce. Slowly accepting that my childhood has whizzed past, and never going to return. I am growing up, and it’s happening regardless if I’m comfortable with this fact that I’m no longer a kid. I still want to be a kid. But you don’t always get what you want.
I don’t really know what’s the purpose of this post, except maybe to bump this blog alive. If I’m paying $40 a year (is that how much I pay?) just to have my own blog domain, then I should at least write something to justify the costs.
Wow, I am tired. It’s tiring to shoulder responsibilities. It’s tiring to have to always be accountable. But that’s a new norm I have to adjust to. I am weary. But I will not give up.
Does this sound like a quarter life crisis? I wake up every other day in existential dread. What’s this? A weariness that sleep can’t cure?
Probably need to get more sleep, because my internship is wearing me out. This post made no sense. Sorry. Why are you reading this?
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