Getting lazy

It's coming to the end of the Easter Break. Things were happening and ending. I am totally just sitting here and chilling, not even starting to do the work that I'm supposed to. Having no idea if I've already got over something, I'm amazed at how realistic I am right now.

Only one day left before the restart of school. I've never been feeling more scared by that than now. People are telling me I'm still young and everything is gonna be ok, but there's just no chance for me to get out of the crazy tiring life and relax or to just take things easy. I'm rushed by people, work or deadlines all the time. A break is so wanted for me. Something that either sweet or painful in some cases was just ended. There's no pretext for not doing anything any more. I'm utterly aware of that and that's what makes me feel guilty of being lazy since then.

But still, I'm fooling around here, in front of my laptop, watching some TV shows and writing this meaningless monologue. I have been wanting to say sorry to many people for a while. After receiving some earnest oaths, such a strong feeling came to me that I was the one who betrayed those profound affections. Even though we've been through all the talking, avoiding contact and bewailing, no one knows how long it's gonna take to heal. I recalled someone was telling me years ago that people would always feel different of the ones once affections happened. But does it mean that no matter how deep it scars, memories are always gonna impede friends being nice around with each other? Can't things just be restored to how they are before?

I'm feeling like being held in owe and bad. My posts were not like this at all before. They were cheerful and vigorous, but now, it's just perniciously messy. I gazed upon the things I still own, and only want an auspice for my way.