Springbonjo

But you try being in my shoes. going through a rough patch, slogging like a dog, worrying over the fact I may get expelled in 2 weeks because I do not have the money to pay school fees, having a failed love for like, the 20th time, starting to hate myself, not doing well as I want to, feeling left out of the clique we have, missing the only one who meant so much to me, the only one I can say I do love, seeing how I lost a friend etc.

I had the worst day ever, so many fucking sway things happened to me. Wana go lunch, RAIN. While we were eating, NO RAIN. When we finished our meal and had to go out in the open, RAIN. Eat the fucking student meal, have to pay so much service charge, and not even get a fucking drink. Nearly slipped and fell and died when I was going to pee. NO TOILET PAPER AND I AM FUCKING URGENT. All laptops charging when we needed to do project within an hour’s deadline. No discussion rooms available. Fucking noisy bitches next to me when I was cramped with a stupid computer. Bad temper was in vain, because we just had to hand in our shit. Pictures sucked. Missed my stop, and had to walk, like 50 streets. LOST $3.50 in change in work, because apparently it’s MY FAULT, and I am sure it’s not, almost. Sort of feeling bonds everywhere in my life in all aspects starting to break. Waited for Jess, and was thirsty, walked a block to buy diet coke, and the fucking coca cola machine which has been there since I stayed there is now some no brand machine, so no coke. Went to 7-11 to buy my diet coke, no canned version, only bottles 2 for $2 but I only have $1.10 fucking hell. Wanted to see how many calories Meiji milk contains, THE FUCKING SEAL WAS BROKEN BY SOME FUCKTARD AND I SPILLED IT.

How fucking sway.

But anyway, it was yesterday, as Jess comforted me cuz it was already midnight when we met.

The only good things were, I got decent grades for my 3D studies, my lunch was yummy, my mocha was great, my cigs helped and I sketched some things that expressed my feelings exactly nad meeting up with my dear Jess.

And now I face the bleakness of no school, I will kill myself if I don’t have school.

So don’t give me crap if I bitch about hating being a vegetarian, and you’re having it easy because it SUCKS NOT HAVING STUFF TO EAT. I am not nice, go away if you don’t like it. But I need more than ever, understanding, a blind eye to my crapiness.

Tomorrow will be a better day, because it’s the only way.