Blogging is like exercise.

How have I come to loathe blogging? I think that mayhaps I indulge too much care and effort into them, thereby overthinking the entire process. Why can't I just write thoughts? Who says they need to be organized? No one. Cuz no one reads it anyway.

I'm really freakin stressed about future stuffs. My ball of stress - namely school/new career, house-buying, family planning - is all wrapped in a pain-in-the-ass layer of financial constraints. Virtually impenetrable. Mother fuck, fucker, shit, damn, balls. There, I said it. And it felt kinda good.

That's all I can muster.