Today was a pretty bad day.
It wasn't the fact that I met SJAB gang to study today.
It wasn't the fact that I went out with 5/6 brothers today.
It was horrible, because of the past.
It was horrible, because of the future.
Tell you what.
My bag got stolen by some sort of a snatch theif today.
And I never got my bag back.
I lost many things.
My handphone charger, I can no longer charge my phone.
The bag itself, my pencil case + calculator.
My geography notes.
My brother's swim stuff.
My jacket that means a lot.
And MY GREEN TEA.
I'm just trying to add some humour here to make it less dull, but obviously I'm failing.
At least my valubles weren't stolen.
But no, I cannot afford to be upset today.
I'm the happy apple and no, I cannot be.
It'd be better tomorrow, yes it would.
But I really cannot get over the past.
All I used to do was cry.
Crying just made me feel better.
But today, everything just feels so uncureable.
Crying is not going to work.
Stop being a weakling.
You're a man, a guy !
NOT A SISSY THAT THE GIRLS USED TO CALL YOU !
Come on, cheer up.
Don't been like this.
The world needs you.
And I'd continue self reassuring.