Yesterday was hilarious. Words can't describe how I really want to thank you one by one for all your wishes. Especially for my closest friends. They gave me a strawberry shortcake! I really have no idea, guys, I'm feeling so overwhelmed. I mean, since I was in high school, you always give me a birthday cake. Well mostly my hot bitches from bxc did so, I haven't get one from them this year, but it still counts.
Being nineteen reminds me that next year I will no longer be a teenager. I still have feeling that I never do my best in every aspect of my life. Sometimes I fly so high that people can't reach me, sometimes I fall down in a deep hole and I'm stuck and I can't get out on my own. I even needed someone's hand reaching to pull me up. I have no achievement this far. It's embarrassing. What makes me different from my old high school self? I'm sick every time I hear someone on my age has an achievement, has gone to other countries or places to study, or at least has some jobs and got paid from it. What am I?
Okay, stop this drama. Stop being a victim and loser. I just need to focus in present. Regret changes nothing in past, kills time in present. Maybe this feeling is just because of father's birthday lecture. Sometimes we need to look up to get the motivation and we need to look down to appreciate what we have.
"An error doesn't become a mistake until you refuse to correct it."
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