Looking back

As 2014 draws near, I can't help but to get a little melancholic looking and thinking back of the past year. Partly because the period is about due soon, I find myself having emotional issues that I can find no reason for. The expectations I have of everyone around me don't match what I've been provided with and this makes me feel terrible inside. And for as long as I've lived, this has been the root of all my unhappiness - I finally realized that all the unhappiness I have been bottling up stemmed from the aforementioned.

I don't remember anything I've done for myself and I don't recall any achievement which I've proudly etched to the wall of fame. Say from apart from the quite useless advanced diploma in business management that I've obtained, there's nothing more I've added to my belt this year.

Vivid enough however, was 25 February where something magical happened and 9 March. And 28 August when my world collapsed. Ever since, I've become quite out of touch with myself. Picked up an obsession with working out and losing it recently due to the festive season. Spending lots of money without having a clear picture of my ROI, pretending to be Paris Hilton and not wanting to finish the last few chapters of 1Q84. The year has gone by in a blur. Most of the time, I had no idea what I was doing.

Actually, it really doesn't matter/hurt anymore. But I don't know why, every time I feel low, I find myself running back to 25 February.