Ain’t got no time for that.

Have you ever been in situations where you feel used? Are you the yes or the no person? By saying that, you just kinda say yes eventho it makes you feel used, or you say no straightaway to avoid being used. 

I am definitely a no person. I am known for having my mum’s car to move around plus being the only child, I do have plenty of  me-time. And people just loveeee taking advantage of my situation. I have a few friends who sometimes asks me for help to send them home or pick them up or accompany them do stuffs that doesn’t involve me. Once or twice is enough I think, and I am not the only solution they have am I right? We got Uber, Grab and somebody else that lives nearby their housing area, as a matter of fact, my house is the furthest from everyone, and I drive for 30 minutes to and fro. 

Some who I just met once or twice started inviting me to hangout but with an intention to help them reach a destination/do chores. I feel so disappointed when people do this repeatedly without having any guilt, as I am trying to connect and make some new friends. Imagine, a friend wants to hangout with me, and I felt so happy about it, but it turns out he just need help in delivering something. Others would often see me as an unpaid Grab driver who thinks I am doing charity work to send them home almost everyday. Don’t get me wrong, they ask for help a lot, too much, but I said no. This is important because you don’t want people to start getting comfortable and assume that you don’t mind, and eventually use you. It annoys me so much and makes me fed up. Please please pleaseeee be mindful and have some respect for other people’s time. Treat others as how you would want people to treat you. 

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Happy

No matter how fucked up my life is currently, I am still happy for every and each one of you that has been in my life. Always have. 

Distance and life may have separated us, but I am always here, feeling so proud of what yall have achieved today. Good and bad memories have made me understand life. 

Understand my life. 

I will always be close to someone, and they will always somehow go away. That is a lesson. I will never regret knowing someone. They’ve all teached me a lesson. We’ve all been through a lot. 

We often ask ourselves, what made us separate to our own ways? The answer is life. It fucks up and that’s just how it is. We can never know the reason, but we will try to adapt and put one foot in front of the other, to continue surviving in this cruel and beautiful world. 

If I were to correct my mistakes, to explain everything over and over again, I will never grow up. Sometimes you stop explaining, sometimes you stop talking. You let silence take over the situation. I learned that you can’t please everyone. 

I let go of those who won’t be there for me as how I would be there for them. I’m so done explaining my situation, this fucking depression, and the only person that will understand is my psychiatrist. 

We will end up just smiling and nodding to each other whenever we passed by, but that’s okay. Life must go on. I just hope that I will meet more crazy and different people soon! 

Whenever we meet again in a different world, I won’t remember any of the bad things that happened, I will ask how was your day and laughed to any of your jokes.

Going to find crazy and different people like me!