Fuck this.
Screw life. I don't like how my mom sounds when she complains. It's like she owns the world and that's just bizzarre and all. I don't really mind but sometimes I really get sick of it. I mean, who wouldn't get tired of hearing the same old damn things every single fuckin' day?
The only thing I'm looking forward to now would be the trip to Camiguin. SHEEESH I really pray for it to push through. Imagine a week of escape and solemnity at it's best. I miss my cousins so much.
The only thing i'm happy about now would be my love life. Even though i'm single, why do I feel so contented and such? It feels heaven. Oops. Haha.
I'm really hungry now. Will find food ASAP. Boo.
Omnomnom.
Kbye.
-- when silence is torn, the night is broken.