Many things happened in this period where I haven't been blogging. For example, Prometheus ended, a lot of things happened in hall.

Oh well, the truth, I haven't been feeling very good. Still stuck in the cycle of self depression. A sense of nostalgia when the same old feelings flood back. The feeling that there is no one to listen to me. The feeling that I'm inferior, I'm playing second fiddle to somebody, I'm not important, I have no friends and the feeling that I'm like a sore thumb, sticking out in a whole group of people.

Prometheus created many wonderful memories for me, but it also aided the feelings in haunting me. Those feelings really hit hard during Prometheus times. But I must admit that I never regretted taking up Prometheus. I guess I'm still a performing person, really liked the feeling of something being "borned" on stage. But if the other feelings didn't come along with it, it would have been perfect. But nothing is perfect in this world. Haiz!

I need someone to listen to me!