Today I tried to write something on Italki when it was late at night and my thoughts were so disorganized. On the first hand, I think it is because I am very busy but on the other hand, I think it is because I am too lazy to completely solve that problem and I can see it from the way I act. Sometimes I hate myself but I could never admit it because I am afraid that the sensitive part of me would hear it. I don't know.

Today I tried to write something on Italki when it was late at night, but the things in my head were so unpolished/disorganized. On one hand, I think it's because I am so busy. On the other hand, I think it's because I am too lazy to totally figure things out--just like the way I act. Sometimes I hate myself but I would never admit it because my inner child (?) would hear and be hurt (?) / because my self-esteem would suffer (?). But I really don't know (?).

Today I tried to write something on Italki late at night, but my head was just all over the place. Part of me knows it's because I'm busy. Part of me knows it's probably just laziness. That I don't follow through on things. Sometimes I hate myself, but I don't like to admit it, because my inner self is listening. I don't know.