I'm exhausted. I didn't had any proper meals. I always skipped dinner, and rarely ate lunch. Yet I have weight problem. Laptop is my food now. I am packed with too many schedules, that I don't have much time for myself. I'm fcuking stressed. I didn't had proper sleep too, 'cause I simply can't sleep. Migraine come and go, and eyebags sure making my face like a puffer fish. I get agitated with surroundings. I missed my period, again. I'll tend to talk to myself 'cause nobody is really here hear me out. I wanna cry. It makes me feel better. That's all I could do. I feel that people around me is changing. Or is it me? Idk. I felt I've becoming more sensitive. Damn. I've been living independently now. Maybe I should. I'm really exhausted. I really really am. My body's aching. My heart beats not constant, and it really hurts. My mind is jumble up. I have so many things to pen down, or even to let it out loud. P.O.P's drawing near, and I could feel the chills. I knew He will be there for me, whenever I'm down with shitxzx, and I'll think of Him and pray everything will be fine. & I'm sure I could make it through all this shitzx, 'cause for now I could still stand strong, waiting to breakdown. Thats it.

I miss that boy. I'm happy for his N level results. He's near me, but somehow I felt that we're so much distant apart.
By listening to Mariah Carey's, I'm tearing. Bye.