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Friday, May 16, 2008
i still cant accept the fact that you are no longer around. if only that damn spectro paper is in the morning, i would have been able to see you for the last time. everyday, images of you lying in the ocffin and the mortuary keep going through my head, and the phone call that i got to tell me you have left, just keep repeating itself. i dont know what's happening to me, maybe im going crazy. or maybe am just bipolar. and not only that, i have to put up with constant harassment from a irritating, psychotic neighbour, who i suspect has some form of neurosis, he's like completely sick up there in the head. and the fact that i might have to redo modules next sem, and the fact that my eyesight is getting from bad to worse, and the fact that im still jobless, and of course, the worst nightmare of all, losing a loved one. so if there's a game for whose life sucks the most, i'll win, i always win. |