Some Habits Never Die.

Yes, I may be 20 but I admit, I still play with my belly fat.

 

Sometimes I wonder about the habits we build our lives upon. I'm a habitual smoker, belly jiggler and play pretender. My life, at times, constantly revolve around these three things. Then, I've come to realize that I have habits that are far more unacceptable. For example, last night, Holly called and I think I made her feel a little worse by not saying anything at all. I have this habit of shutting up and telling people that I have nothing to say when I really have nothing to say. I've come to realize that the wiser course when it comes to the point when you have nothing to say is just to not say anything at all. Time to break the habit.
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At times I feel a little bit helpless. Recently, whoever I talk to just sort of argues with me in the end. I always feel like my points are never valid. My advice always shunned and my ideas never really that wonderful.

She: We should do this...
Me: But it wouldn't be really helpful since-
She: I think it would. A year ago we had the same problem....

Me: Wow! This is really pretty.
He: No.
Me: Why do you think so? I think it is.
He The symmetrical patterns of this is not congruent to the....

She: I don't understand this...
Me: I think it goes something like this...
She: Really? Well I think it goes something like this instead...

I do try my best. I think it gets harder with age.
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Honestly, I just want to dance like Jagger. I just want to catch up with old friends, eat a fucking frosty and sleep my ass off. Too bad not everybody can afford a life like that and even if I did, I think I would be too proud to just be a bum. Para kanino ako gumigising sa umaga? 

Para sa sarili ko at ang mga bagay na pinaninindigan ko. 

Someone Anxious.