Oh dear I really don’t know why I feel depressed over the past. If anything I’ve learnt is not to look back anymore because a lot of things have changed.
Yet here I am :/
it seems as if I’ve lost most motivation to pursue what I want and I’ve been too comfortable with my current state.
I miss the peeps I went to Indonesia with though they may be people I weren’t entirely close with or used to be. Still, I guess I would have given anything to go on a trip with them again. … just so depressing.
I need to find my motivation back again, that feeling of working hard for something you believe in even if others doubts you or that innocent feeling of believing that anything is possible.
Couple weeks back, I was deciding between illustration and architecture. Think I’ve decided that architecture is still, at the end of the day, my calling but illustration can be something that will still keep me sane.
For now, it’s UCAS and scholarships. Working as hard as I can to manage collage applications and portfolio.