Starting today, I vow that I will not open my Facebook and Instagram accounts because I am wasting my time with these accounts and am getting more superficial. With the hopes that this will make me more focused on my goals, I still hope that I can still find a way to connect with my friends abroad.
Even though I know that I can find this online and download it eventually, I still pushed through on watching Kuroko No Basuke: The Last Game. Aside from the fact that I can’t wait to download this, I really enjoy the manga and anime that I have to give respects to the team who made this and at least pay for a movie ticket.
The movie has been playing in the cinemas for weeks now. Thus, it is not of a surprise that we’re only four during the screening. I would like to think that it’s better this way. At least real fans would be watching and I don’t have to deal with tactless people.
Every second was enjoyable. I managed to escape from my reality and enjoy. It might be very difficult for the writers to not to outshine Kagami and Kuroko with the other wonderful and highly skilled and gifted characters but Aomine and Kise really killed it! If you know the anime and manga and if you read the extra game in manga, you know what I mean.
I am very grateful to the Kuroko no Basuke team. You gave happiness through your work.
I hate my life right now.
Actually it’s more of that I hate the responsibilities that are pushed into my life because of our consequences. It seems I’m feeling this way because I have that sense of entitlement that I don’t deserve this and such. Bull.
I’m not enthusiastic of the Filipino culture wherein you have to take care of your parents. I love to. But I don’t want to feel responsible for their lifestyle. In my situation, it’s like I will not have a life until my parents’ are done.
It’s not a sin to be born into a poor family but when you stay poor even though you have the potential to live a better life, then that’s a very big problem. I will only blame myself.
I’m confused on what to do because I keep considering what my parents would feel. To me it’s black and white. But to a lot of people, I have to dwell into the grey areas as well. I want to help my family but I don’t want to feel that I am responsible of them. They are already adults. If they don’t want to help themselves, why do I get punish?
Why is it that I do my best to be financially stable but my family will find ways to keep me in debt? Why can’t they just live within their means? Why do they have to boast that they have money but it’s actually to my expense?
I have my goals and dreams too. I don’t want to be stuck here forever that I will resent my family for all the missed opportunities that I should have had.
I hate myself for writing this instead of studying for my future.