Reality sucks sometimes.

I know I do not have the right to complain that the world is unfair, because in the first place, it isn’t really fair. True, I exist, but sometimes, you can feel the emptiness sneaking right through you.

Yeah, I am going through difficult stuffs right now. First would be the qualifying exams. Second would, should I say, my complicated nature. Third, my undying laziness. Fourth, my blogs. Fifth, my always-postponed novel. In general, my life.

I always dream that I could do it, have it, all my fantasy coming true. But the world is not like that. Reality is far too cruel for that.

Oh, I wish my life isn’t so boring like the others. I cannot help but envy them, all with their friends and their distinct personalities. I guess, I just felt so ordinary.

It’s as if I don’t exist.

Just like my blogs.