Day 2 over at the hospital & i'm five minutes late today, it seemed like i almost got myself killed. My cranial nerves refuse to function as accordingly. Having a strong dislike of the environment this time round and cleaning of stool makes me sick. I dread for the coming eight more days. ( SAD )
Bro is back from beijing for a week now. And, he just realised i'm nineteen-to-be. Like hello!? my brother doesn't know how old am i when we are staying in the same house for the past...i dunno how many years. Anyhow, he left for a fourdaythreenight camp this morning. I'm gonna be so lonely in the house the next few days. I hate it, like totally !
Lately, i feel inferior, leading to this whirlpool of emotions i'm having now. The urge to rant badly, things are blinding me or rather nothing seemed to be able to satisfy me now. I reckon moodswings, but why? why. & why. Furthermore, i totally couldn't agree less with chichi and her favourite phrase '' i hate money ''.
Up to date, I almost spent all my money that were meant for my practicals. Thus, a delay. I know it's kinda horrifying due to the fact that i spend most of my moolahs on cabs. Why isn't there a type of cab/taxi-concession !? OKay, screw me. I'm an angry human today. Up-down-left-right. I hate your body clock. Now, make me insignifant and u'll be totally sinking down my sunshine. I've been typing whatever random thoughts i had on the way. Like you see, some days were good and today...bad !