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Lee Xin Hui; 95-liner.
I wish I have more
to tell you.
I really do.
Sunday, October 4, 2015, 10:00 PM
Tell me,

androgynous-vibesAnonymously tell me what time it is there and what you're thinking about.
It's currently 09:27pm now and I'm trying to do my assignment while listening to Taylor Swift . (And oh , my favourite song just came on , it's Track #09 of the Red album - Stay Stay Stay .) I'm thinking about why I'm doing this assignment at this timing on such a beautiful night when I should be relaxing and pampering myself with my face and foot mask , scrolling through tumblr and swooning at videos of Park Jimin . I'm wondering why do I always procrastnate until the last second possible and why I am always so unmotivated . I'm trying to guess how much longer will my luck last that I manage to get passes on my modules with my attitude . I'm internally sighing at why I hadn't started on this until yesterday when I was aware of this assignment since like a month ago . I'm wondering what exactly went wrong . But then again , I had always been unotivated to study since young . I always rush through my work haphazardly and then run in front of the tv and spend the rest of the day on my tummy , eyes glued to the screen . (Which was why I started wearing specs in Primary 1 .) 

 I love to read , I love to write and just express my opinion on random stuffs even if nobody is listening (explains my blog) . I love dancing . I love fiddling with technology stuff . I love editing and translating . I love music . I wish one of my love can translate into my future career .  But yet , the fact that it's a career takes out the joy in it . Except dance maybe . 

 When I talk about wanting dance as my future , I never meant it as I want to become a dance teacher . Rather , I want to be an actual performer , traveling the world and performing on different stages . And now I'm feeling sad again because my dream moves further away from me day by day . Like once , I was thinking about how cool it would be if I could join one of the entertainment company to be one of the dancers . That would cover my love for dance , kpop and music all at a go . 

 I hate school . School holds absolutely no meaning to me . Sometimes , I ungratefully wish I was born stupid even though I know it's wrong because maybe then , I would be allowed to drop out of school and do something else . 

 And now I'm thinking I should stop thinking about useless things that are impractical and actually get around to doing my assignment . 

Tumblr is being stupid rn so I have to tag my text posts individually now so my tags won't be updated as much or as frequently now , I'm sorry .