Reflecting on our intentions

Everything that we do seems to come with a hidden intention. There are times we find ourselves doing things halfheartedly, yet we still insist in doing it so that we can get on someone's good books. This unintentional mindset/behaviour has become so natural to me that it feels as if i'm born with it. Looking back at the past one year, I realise that I have been doing lots of things so unwillingly to the extent that I think I've lost my identity. If i could, I would prefer to remain an introvert and not have to force myself to speak to people. It's tiring maintaining friendships when the other party doesn't seem genuine. It's tiring to share about my life to people whom I don't really know just so because I have to be accountable to them. And after one whole round of interactions etc, you realise that these people don't really care about you. It's tiring being too intentional.

Okay enough of crapping. My laptop has gone for servicing once again, and I'm gonna leave without it for 1 week or even more... =(
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