sobs..

okay..

talking abt being tired... getting urself tired is a good thing. well. when my dad came home last nite... he forgotten tat he had stuffed the letters inside a bag. so he passed me my letter just when i was abt to sleep. i opened the letter... and well... wat a good way to end my day. seriously.. im terribly depressed. was tinkin thru it when lying on my bed. all i knew was tat i'll ve a tough life ahead. sigh. somehow... it just wasn't fair. sucky. was tinkin so much until tears welled up in my eyes. but the lucky thing was tat i was dam tired last nite.. off to dreamland the very nxt moment.

was dam bored n tired at work today. so started smsing everyone. playing the banging game. it's quite fun to see how different ppl react differently. spent the entire mrn slacking. lunch. followed by an entire afternoon playing some game which uses the brain. ooo.. can feel the rust on my head man.. haha.

okay. wat i dread most is to be in debt. in debt. money matters. i hate it. and it seems like i cant avoid it. it's just a matter of time. sigh...