| I know that in time this hurt will be a mystery even unto me... |
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| I'm in a weird place right now.
At the gym today I was trying to figure out if it's possible to stop being a sweetheart. Ok here's the deal...
I keep being called "such a sweetheart" but then the same people turn around and do things that hurt. Doesn't make any sense.
So I was wondering if I'm stuck being a 'sweetheart' or if I can actually change myself into a bitch since assholes never become sweethearts. |
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| It's almost xmas. yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!
I'm gonna have a lot of typos in this entry cos this keyboard's retarded and I'm too lazy to get up and walk to the next computer .
My mum's eye surgery is on monday. Glaucoma is a bitch. My dear mother has lost 99% of her visio. and it CANNOT be recovered! Please I beg of you, if anyone in your family has any genetic disorder example... glaucoma, and a shit load of cancers, get checked out regularly. It is not a joke, and the good thing is that a lot of things are treatable if CAUGHT early. So please get checked out.
This is my message for today.
Peace. |
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| Wow another summer.
Mum's here. Still feels like a dream. 4 yrs is a long time. She's aged so much. She looks exactly like my grandma 4yrs ago. I almost cried. Thank God for good health.
One more semester then I'll join the B.S club. And to think that my life is just beginning.
I'm not sure whether or not I prefer being single to being with someone. Being single u just have to deal with the ocassional loneliness. Being with someone, there's heartache, a whole lot of shit, and that occassional loneliness.
Oh well... |
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| Scream DONE!!!
Louder.
LOUDER!!!!!
Yeah. That's what I did today when I shut the door behind organic and physics, and actually what feels like my undergrad life. |
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