Troubles.

I don't usually blog about my personal thoughts here because I like sharing good news and nice pictures. I don't like making my blog sad.

However, I'm coming out of my comfort zone because I'm just like, "Screw that. This is my blog and I can do whatever I want."

Today, my friend asked if I was okay because I looked troubled.

I told her that I'm alright. She seemed doubtful, but I reassured her again.

I lied.

Hell. Yes. I. Am. Troubled.

You guys have no idea about the problems I'm facing.

When I told Charles, he was completely shocked. Everybody thinks I'm just that happy little girl forever laughing loudly and embarrassing herself.

I'm troubled because my family is falling apart and I can't do a single shit about it.

I'm troubled because my friend is making the biggest mistake in her life and I can't do a single shit about it.

I'm troubled because my grades are flipping and I haven't woken up to study hard yet.

I'm troubled because I can't convince him to stop.

Sounds mediocre?

Wait till you hear the details. I won't post them here since I'm not THAT open yet.

YEAH.

Wow I feel great.

PS: I sound like an abnormal kid being all sad and frustrated with life. Well... Whatever.