To many 'literally', literally

We meet again, headache. I've taken panadol to seize the prickling pain and strange enough, it got my hands trembling literally and my whole body system feels as though I've just came back from some massive drinking session. I'm starting to see double images. Again literally.

The reason I'm blogging cause I'm mentally exhausted. These several tabs and microsoft word pages about Ansel Adam and Mark Zuckenberg for photography and computer graphic assignments respectively that has been appearing on my screen since morning is causing me to zone out. I can't take it. Who knew 1500 words can become such a heavy task for a student that aced her english throughout her high school.

This week is a change. Or should I say it's still hanging. I think, that is why it's been so difficult. I have no idea what actions to take or what words to speak. I appear offline not for attention seeking but for this time, I really didn't have the tendency to at least pretend I was in the mood to talk. Not that I did a lot over here too.  I've been bunking my older brother's room already btw. Currently, I'm just looking forward to head to uni and elsewhere. Like I said, not for the sake of taking pictures but to just head somewhere, free from what's truly happening. Unfortunately, a place alone cause at least there, then I can escape just for a little while. Putrajaya has been popping up so many times. Have you been there, it's totally isolated. Furthurmore, there brings back memories of what my friends and I have. Who can stay serious when it's relating to that crazy lovely bunch heh.

Droved to a friend's place of mine at 2am yesterday which adds on the list of my crazy things I've done. I stepped into the house, outside to the balcony and it was literally one of the most magnificent breathtaking view I've seen of the city. I felt content, satisfied. Push aside that, all of these made me think boy, I'm growing up. How would I able to do that back then. Now, it's about making your OWN decisions. Facing your OWN consequences.

#lesson to self : boys actually likes handmade cards. noted.

Call me selfish in a way that people care and I don't bother opening up or the fact I'm isolating myself with solitary plans, but for now, I have no courage or any plans to answer what's going on, neither what to do. Maybe when the time is right.  Just knowing, things would eventually have a full stop despite what the outcome is. Meanwhile, Paul the movie (surprisingly entertaining) and forever alone made my day. Cheers.