Here goes random stuff again. Bear with my chaotic thoughts and try to keep up, okay?
So, I was reading blogs from other people and thought to myself, I used to write a lot and see a lot of things by just looking around and could compose so many stuff in a minute. I used to be so engrossed with thinking and …
You know what? I think I lost myself.
There were times when I actually don’t know what I really like or how am I really like because this “spongebob-like” in me takes its toll on me. I mean, I get to absorb people’s hobbies and interests and thought that I like them as well but later on I would realize that I really am not interested in their stuff. When I hear people that they don’t like this and that (but these things are my interests), I tend to dislike these stuff.
The craziest part is when I get to absorb people’s way of talking to people and responding to situations.
I get confused, to be honest.
Sometimes, I ask myself, what is it that you like to do? How do you really talk to people?
And when I can’t answer them, I walk around the empty street and think. Really think.
Then I would remember …
I am a kid at heart that easily gets happy with little things like having small but deep talks with people you love, listening to music while traveling, watching the rain fall from the sky, eating a lot of food, swimming in the river, staring at the moon and the stars, writing nonsense things …
I know I was simple.
I don’t know what changed me.
Then, I was reminded that even if people are uninterested with what I do or like (or even if they find me funny), I shouldn’t change.
Just do what you love to do.
Be dramatic. Be romantic. Be nonsense. Be complicated.
You don’t have to care about what they say and think about you. 😉