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dalena | 25 | counting fancies
fmps/rgps/nygh/rjc/smu (biz)
a dancer with mosaic
working at the learning lab
4th feb 1986
dalena@gmail.com
clearing out her wardrobe


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yaxin
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postsecret
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the superficial
tomorrow.sg
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Wednesday, March 01, 2006
9:53 am

Under the weather.


I can feel myself slipping into vague depression these days, and it worries me. There are too many reasons - perhaps it is the barrage of exams and disappointing grades; the increasingly heavy workload; a flood of worries; the shadows cast on my personal life - it all boils down to basically a lot of disappointment, fear and apprehension.

Somehow, I'm slowly losing interest in everything. Lessons are highly uninspiring, school has become more of a drag than ever because it seems like there is nothing to look forward to, going home doesn't hold much appeal either because all that awaits me at home is my work and even more worries. My work is piling up faster than I can cope with, I'm neglecting my friends half the time because I'm always too busy or distracted to do very much, and the amount of time I spend at salsa is starting to take a toll on me.

Nothing's appearing particularly appealing to me anymore these days, probably because I'm just so perpetually tired.

At least I know that I have support to look to if I am ever in need. While I know my friends are there for me, sometimes I still feel so overwhelmingly alone despite it all. My pillars are there, but a number are starting to show cracks.

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Bah, pardon this entry. You know there's something wrong when I can't type coherently anymore.