An Instagram story from @baigandbaigum triggered this .. trail of thoughts. I decided to write an entry for Diary of a senseless wanderer.
This week was kinda stressing. But at the end, because I know I did enough productive work, peace is on me. Also because I have a distinct and clear list of stuff that I need to do over the weekend, I’m more happy.
Sometimes I think I have become workaholic. But .. then I notice I do outings every month too. And do small meetings with friends every 4 or 5 days in a week. Even though they are usually for the party, they are also refreshers.
I am in the process of joining a political party. United Pakistan. “In the process” because one has to take 33 classes spread over the span of an year (one every 15 days) and then pass an exam to be the member of United Pakistan. And there’s no one leader, that’s what I especially liked. Within party, there’s a democratic system. Elections happen every 4 years in which the leadership is changed. So .. no one person can say it’s “his/her” party. Anyways so .. I meet party applicants every week. We discuss and study policies and the backend causes of daily incidents. That’s a refresher.
I have started another internship. It’s a simple weekend internship at Learnobots as a media intern. Learnobots teaches stem education. Stem education is one of the many things we’ll regret not teaching in schools after a decade or two. Classic us!
6 months ago, I was a guy who wanted to die. Today, after coming back to my room at 6pm, I said to my roomie, “Man this work is actually good … Cosy yet tiring and .. I’m secured”. Life has turned much complex, but much organized. Yesterday, I turned down an opportunity to go to Swat for 3days because I had a party seminar on Sunday and some commitments on Saturday. It was a hard decision tbh. But I turned it down. And today was the second day that I took tea at 4pm. I was tired and to keep working for the next hour, I needed a sweet excuse. Tea was it.
Not like everything is good though lol. I have 500RS to last this month, which prolly will be used to go seminar on Sunday. And I’m still hopeless and awkward and desperate for love. I’m still Chandler ❤️
Let me ruin your day too, if you care about religion. That is, all this happened and I don’t agree with Allah. Since then, since I quit on following religion, all this happened. I guess when people leave dependence on “fate”, and force themselves and to work, they become better than their previous selves. I hope I’m right.
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I might right this again soon. Might not because .. I’m afraid of the attraction of Instagram. So, I don’t come on here much now. Bye.
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