I don’t know what to write in here for today. I felt great the moment I woke up because I had a good night’s sleep (twelve hours straight, yes). Plus, my mom allowed me to go out with my friends and she gave me money (now, that’s unusual). Then at lunchtime, my relatives from the US came home and paid us a visit and I felt really bad because the whole situation was awkward (partly because most of them were adults and partly because I am a socially awkward person). But I got over that because of pizza. I went out with Neena and Ynch in the afternoon and we grabbed some pizza. And headed straight to Neen’s place after. When I went home, things went bad (as always) and I was again in a bad mood. Hours passed and now, I’m okay again. I don’t know, really. I can’t explain what I feel and I’m a little moody since yesterday. Okay, let’s end this and call it a day. One bipolar day.
I’m too weak to write about this day. I am so done.
if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence
I hated this day the moment I woke up. But, to my surprise, it ended up fine. I woke up to the sound of my mother’s voice, telling me to go downstairs because it’s lunchtime. And I hate it when people wake me from my good night’s sleep. That was why I assumed that this day’d be fucked. Plus, I threw my phone because it was not responding and I was waiting for five minutes already and I hate waiting. And, for the whole afternoon, I was mad at every living creature. Until the pizza came along the way and I was okay again. Then, I talked to Neena on the phone and I had fun recording (hahaha). The day ended okay, I guess.
I seriously can’t contain any more of my sadness.