Blues

The girls have left me all alone in Cantoland with no one to play with, no one to talk to, no one to lean on and cry about all the injustice in the world and no one to eat Hui Lau Shan with. =(

I had a brilliant time while it lasted. However, the distance just makes the seperation all the more painful and the knowledge that we can't just hop onto a train/bus to crash and do girly things is too depressing to think about. *think happy thoughts*

I hate feeling low. I hate the sense that I am unable to do something worthwhile with myself. I hate not being able to be there for the people I care about. However, the greatest discomfort is feeling that maybe, you are just not good enough? Confidence is a fragile thing.