Moody

some way or another, dispassion start to sink into me this few days.
I have to force myself to smile. i am not interested in whatever my housemates are doing. While writing this post, my housemates are all busy gazing at their monitor screen "aiyo hen mei leh zhe ge,174cm leh" says one but i dunno why i am simply not interested to join them like i usually do.
I tried to entertain myself by disturbing my best friend,my ex roommate but that doesn't work either. He will end up scolding me for "molesting" him and this will hurt me even more.

I dunno what am i thinking right now. I simply feel like there;s no meaning to be nice or to be cheerful etc. Theres no colour in life at all.

Possibly, i should just follow my head, be the serious muka masam fella that i used to be. This way, maybe i would be free.