no, the title isn't of any relevance to this post. school has always been a bitch and you people should know what i mean. period. i've been grumpy since the minute i woke up this morning and the mood didn't get any better up till now.
i was caught in an emotional turmoil yet again. insecurity and uncertainty are one fkup combo. i was thinking that i may screw up my fyp cos of work and everything else that comes after that. i haven't been at my best for the past few weeks - i blame it on work. the problems at home have been brought to a greater height and i'm pretty worried about how petty julie is gonna handle everything, emotionally, financially and physically. i decided to stay put with this job till it ends in one month time. at least i will have some income for myself. i have always think that i have a screwedup family with screwedup people like my brother. never mind about that, cos i ain't any better (since i belong to this family). very soon, i will reach the emotional peak. i hope things will get better as time goes by.
and and and, i have been such a bitch for the past few days/weeks. i've some sort of neglected my fyp and school for abit. damn. this job has taken its toll on me please. my body system became much more vulnerable to bad weather and all that. i feel so bad about neglecting school and all. i'm so damn sorry, team-mates (if you're reading this). i've decided not to work today cos there are alot of research data entry work to do. sigh.
i miss muffin truckloads. friday, i left fyp early for tim's just to see him. his owner brought him back to his own house yesterday afternoon and i guess right now, he's playing soccer at the field which is half the size of a soccer field (i'm not joking). even though, he hasn't been in the ang's household for a very long time (like muscle and brandon), he has received the most love, care and concern from everyone! now, who's gonna let me pat him, who's gonna let me hug him, who's gonna let me kiss his forehead, who's gonna play soccer with me and who's gonna accompany me when i watch tv downstairs while tim is upstairs having piano lesson (muscle doesn't count cos he's forever sleeping)! ): i feel terribly sad that day and i even talked to muffin. maybe he understood what i said cos right after i hugged him and said goodbye, he stood up and followed me back into the house. he sat there, wanting me to pat him again. fking emo. man, i love this dog! i wonder when is the next time i'm gonna see him again.
from top: muscle, muffin, brandon.
food always excites animals.
maybe he understands what i said. muffin is amazing.
okay, i'm gonna start doing my work already. i hope this emo entry doesn't make you bored. goodbye.
xoxo
