Saturday, July 18, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
OMG. My blog is still alive....
and I planned to keep it pretty dead. Cz no hope, no future...
Like how my cousin goes in a doctor/psychiatrist mode...
"Do you feel there is hope in life?"
"Are you suicidal?"
No is my answer to both questions but it seems that the tunnel I'm in never ends... and I YET TO CATCH A BLOODY GLIMPSE OF THAT LIGHT... Whoever came up with that quote must have been in a short bloody dark/faintly lighted tunnel. PFFT.
ANNA. Yes, ANNALIESA. Made my week... Uh. Let's say, it's adding ice onto snow.
Been a horrid as week and she just made it worst. Let's say, I understand the word "overplans" and "overforgetful" and "never remorse" even better after her... examples. Got put aeroplane by the worst person on earth. And she can never remember that someone is waiting for her. FAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR OUT.
................................................... I just wanna scream and pound my head against the wall so that I'll probably get a bloody concussion so I can sleep but I'm afraid that my neighbours thinks that we're abusing an imaginary child PLUS, my cousin can actually hear my whispers from her room next door.
P.S. my imaginary cat is white and it says hi.
P.P.S. SHEEESH! I think I forgot to see my psychiatrist today. He needs to give me meds.
and I planned to keep it pretty dead. Cz no hope, no future...
Like how my cousin goes in a doctor/psychiatrist mode...
"Do you feel there is hope in life?"
"Are you suicidal?"
No is my answer to both questions but it seems that the tunnel I'm in never ends... and I YET TO CATCH A BLOODY GLIMPSE OF THAT LIGHT... Whoever came up with that quote must have been in a short bloody dark/faintly lighted tunnel. PFFT.
ANNA. Yes, ANNALIESA. Made my week... Uh. Let's say, it's adding ice onto snow.
Been a horrid as week and she just made it worst. Let's say, I understand the word "overplans" and "overforgetful" and "never remorse" even better after her... examples. Got put aeroplane by the worst person on earth. And she can never remember that someone is waiting for her. FAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR OUT.
................................................... I just wanna scream and pound my head against the wall so that I'll probably get a bloody concussion so I can sleep but I'm afraid that my neighbours thinks that we're abusing an imaginary child PLUS, my cousin can actually hear my whispers from her room next door.
P.S. my imaginary cat is white and it says hi.
P.P.S. SHEEESH! I think I forgot to see my psychiatrist today. He needs to give me meds.
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