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My mother thinks I have a problem. Well set of problems.
After what seemed like almost a week, when she was back from her relative's wedding, I didn't hug her and said I missed her. So she thinks I am not normal. I do missed her. It is just that I am too awkward for that. She got kind of upset seeing my lack of emotions.
I've been sleeping too much. With her being gone, nobody was there to scream at me on my bed. I utilized the time of her gone by oversleeping and headaches that came afterwards.
My mother is kind of a woman, who can't conceal any emotions. Let it be anger, sorrow or glee. She mirrors everything she feels inside. She has no control over her emotions whatsoever. Sometimes, I get super mad at her for being unreasonable. Sometimes, I feel sorry for her for being like this...She can be pretty childish sometimes. And she has always had this soft spot for my sister, who is much like her in ways. They both agree on terms. So I am not so close with her.I resent her most of the times. I feel like my mother doesn't understand me. She overlooks me in ways I can't tolerate at times. So maybe that is the reason, I lack emotions on her part and be extremely emotional toward my dad. But doesn't mean I don't love her. She is my mother, I am systematized by nature to love her. And she holds our family together. I don't deny any of her selfless contributions to us. And I feel sorry for myself for not being able to show her much affection that she genuinely deserves.

 On a complete different note, our big ass friend group has fallen apart this semester. Well, it was bound to happen. We are from different departments and this semester we had this collision of class times, didn't get to hang out much with everyone all together. We are now divided into subgroups and yeah we do have a whatsapp group which helps us connect online. I miss hanging out. I really kinda do.

My finals are gonna end by 16. I am so looking forward to it. I feel like I could use some vacation. I hate going classes, always have to stuck in traffic for hours. Although I am home for almost two weeks now. Our exams got postponed. Students protested against the injustice that happened on the register office, The registrar  hit a respective faculty. Things heated from there...And here we are now. My exam postponed for five days. It was supposed to end on 11th august.

Can I be anymore specific on my latest posts?












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