ive lost track of time. palm sunday just arrived and where am i... mall. such a good shepherd. my mom and my sister read my book. my sister drained her eyes while im eating and my mom went upstairs and locked herself inside her room. funny. never thought they would have the interest of investing emotions upon reading it.
and the following hours, ive been asked impossible questions by them. father issues, rebel without a cause topics, yadda yadda... sigh.. they have never knew the real me. but im okay with that. i expected that anyway.
oh. the depression guru knocked my door thrice last night. never mind about the details. at least i saw a big spider on the cabinet door, i got the fly swatter instead of thinking about insecticides. thought i got over of being a suicidal. but yeah. guess i graduated.
and my braces is killing me. no need to induce pain. its so involuntary, id like to remove every single bracket that i have. i cant eat a chip properly. ron said i seemed like i had a stroke or sumthin. hafta to put the food in the back molar so i can chew it without hurting myself. braces = stupidity
migraine. heartburn. depression. i cant fit this in one sentence or id rather crucify myself this week. metaphorically speaking.
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