when you’re the sober one

When I went out of my room to investigate what the cheering was, I didn’t expect to be pulled out from my routine and into a pit of insanity.

I wanted to go to the toilet — Number Two, in fact — but Charley insisted that I come inside and play Ring of Fire with them. Without drinking, of course. I’m the fun one.

And it all just escalated from there.

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mindfulness

I’m rather conflicted as I write this, even though I have, what I like to consider, more important things to do than face this issue.

But after some ‘mindfulness’ experiments during tutorial sessions of my class of Reading as a Writer, an old issue came back to haunt me.

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drinking coffee

Even I’m annoyed by my case of social anxiety.

It’s not all my fault, though. Yeah, sure, pushing the blame on someone else sounds like the worst thing to do, but it’s the only logical thing I can think of.

I’m not the most courageous person I know. I can only have enough guts to do anything when I’m with a friend or someone I know. I don’t like doing anything alone unless it’s something that can be done on your own (aka writing on the computer). I loathe human interaction. I would rather you kill me than have me walk up or call a stranger to do normal adult stuff.

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i’ll be gone

Nah, the title’s misleading.

It seems like I’ve given up on adding photos to my posts. I’d like to have you know that I’m way too lazy to do a quick Google search or even to download a free stock image from a free stock image storage website and upload it here.

Someday, I’ll be too lazy to even breathe and die right there in my bed.

That’d be nice.

Got to say something about life, though.

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