I am le confused.
I don't like transition periods in life. You find yourself in an unfamiliar place. But the good thing is that you discover more about different kinds of people and you find out who you are and what you like (or dislike) even more.
It's alright. Having to learn to deal with the feeling of imperfection; where not everything is in place. It's wierd, continuously striving for that feeling of complete and utter peace but searching for it in all the wrong places. Having to deal with the fact that things will come to place in time, after all, everything has its own season right? Maybe I'm just super impatient. 
It perplexes me how some people find that they don't need to focus on the right things and they don't have to constantly remind themselves to keep their minds off insignificant things. I don't see how they manage, or perhaps I'm just a spectacular worry-wart. Is it one's personality or the culture where one grew up in that causes them to be indifferent to stupidity? Perhaps it's just innate human lethargy that keeps people from striving for more.
"People come into this world with nothing and when they die, they leave with nothing" - Eccle. 5:15

Anyhow, I don't know. I'm just waiting to see what God wants. I'm confused about what you want sometimes because maybe you feel like you have to feel that way all the time to make sure I don't feel extra insecure? I don't know. We'll see.

P.S. I still want to go to Ouch. Can't wait to go to Toronto clubs soontime. (:

I feel so trapped. So confined.

I don't want that anymore.