So lately I've felt this extreme amount of sadness wash over me. And I feel ashamed for thinking that my best friend could make me happy. It's selfish really, to depend on someone else to provide you the happiness you should provide yourself.

I took a year off school to discover what I've been missing, my passion, and though I miss my friends, I've learnt that for sure Graphic Design isn't for me. I don't have a lot of time to discover things out for myself. Because before I know it, people will start bothering me about sorting out my life. People have already given up on me. But I deserve that.

But you know what I have gotten out of this? A strong appreciation for my family. I've been hurt a lot last year, but I myself have hurt a lot of people last year. And I feel like I am done, and I can move on now.