Taking another risk with your consent
“How’s your new project?” lolo asked me when I was reviewing the first draft of my project.
“It’s fine. I’m quite happy with the first draft. I can’t wait to add the other elements to see the final output.” i replied with a happy face.
“That’s good, but can you do me a favor? I hope you’d learn to save up after you finish that project of yours. I know you worked hard for that. Producing something like that can be physically, emotionally and financially draining. I know it’s your money but – ”
(Here we go again)
A few hours ago, a female close friend and i spent the night talking about how frustrated i am in accomplishing a lot of task. See, I want to do a lot of things. I want to do a lot of projects. I want to write new scripts. I want to produce new short films. I want to attend cooking classes. I want to update my neglected blogs. I want to take up driving lessons. I want to go to Dagupan and just spend the weekend with my grandparents. I want a new laptop. I want a new dress. I want to go to the derma. I want to have my hair fixed. I want to try a new sport. I want to try a lot of things. So many things to do, so little time. So many ideas, so little funds.
Where should i go?
I think I am in the stage wherein i am trying to figure out which should i do first. I am a very artistic person (or should i say i believe i am) and i’ve been going through a lot of frustrations lately mostly related to my plans. I want to pursue a lot of things that i end up getting worried or upset. The worst thing there is i had no one to talk to. Yes, my blogger friends are online all the time, but meh, face-to-face interaction is still different.