It’s funny how one day you woke up not knowing what happened to you.
It was like seeing undecipherable characters in your screen and thinking like, “Whatttt????”
Well, being normal for sure is not good to me. Having this normal feelings weren’t good because it means there’s no interesting things about me anymore.
No excess emotions. Just plain robotic life.
What I mean about normal is that…an average human self-expression.
Like when you wake up, go to school, eat lunch, do your homeworks, and go home…no unusual things.
Just predictable. My life seems to be that way…always inevitable.
And guess what? No more fun in the blogs. Grreeaattttt