New year, old me. Older by a year, literally.

It’s a week after the new year. Page 7 in real life, but I’m on chapter 4 currently (thesis writing, still). Anyway, nothing new with me or this blog and as usual I wrote a post today because I’m so stressed like hell. I hate my life! Nope. Actually I hate doing data analysis. But I can’t write my depression on twitter because it’s limited to 140 characters. Anyway, speaking of giving up on life, I probably have this thought on finally giving up on being a good Pokemon trainer. Who am I kidding? I am never good at it. Well, at least I’m not giving up on my study like one of my best friend did. I used to. I even dreamt about it. In my dream where I left all my stuff in my car in front of my mom’s house and run away from this country and never return back again. I wish I can do so! Yet, I don’t want to be another burden to my parents. When my eldest bro left his 3 children with my mom after he got divorced, it was a painful enough for my mom. She thought that she can finally enjoy all the money and time that she has after all her children grow up. Sadly no, because now she has to take care of her grandchildren. Before I came back here, I heard my mom said that how she wished all these 3 kids not here. It’s kind of mean but honestly I know how she felt. So, here we are. In the brand new year or should I said another depressing year? It's just 7 days after new year and I already depressed. What the hell…