Week 3 of university.

Tired.

Need sleep.

Not enough me time.

Jaded.

The hustle and bustle of life is somewhat overwhelming for me who had almost four months off during the summer. Being in a routine where I can play it by ear compared to me now, who has to pencil in brunch with friends. I don’t know if I enjoy being busy yet, I admit that I’m not one of those people who can cope well with having a lot to do. I create lists and lists to take my mind off all of the things I need to do, perhaps I’m just a ball of anxiety who worries about all the things I haven’t done yet. Let’s add anxiety to that list too.

Anxious.

Sometimes I think it isn’t the business of life that makes me anxious but how quickly it evolves and changes. I mean theres a new snapchat filter everyday, even that bothers me. On a deeper level though, you’re not the same person you were last month! that kind of thinking keeps me up at night. I just hope that we change for the better, but the older you get the more you realise that people often change for the worst. I’m sure everyone has that one bestfriend or cousin, who has changed and distanced themselves from you so much, you wonder if you dreamt the whole relationship. I should probably stop caring though, that would be admitting I have feelings… which no one can know about.

Goodbye for now, but be prepared for more of me in a jaded state.