Thursday, May 21, 2009
I miss my mom badly. badly. terribly. horribly. desperately.
She's away for a holiday and ever since saturday, my life has been miserable.
I have to wash my own clothes for the first time.
I have to keep my own clothes.
I have to cook for myself. It's all canned food. It's more like microwaving my food instead of cooking them.
I have to wash the dishes !
I have to sleep with the lights on. Cause usually my mom would switch it off for me.
I want her back now. 2 more days. Just 2 more.
ANDDD, I need my JUNE HOLIDAYS STRAIGHT AWAY.
Droopy eyebags, pale complexion and saggy boobs (haha, kidding. that's shanice, not me!).
It's dreadful and draining. Sch, work piles up and i'm getting the hang of JC life.
Well, shit (food) for thought. Analogy of diarrhoea : The process is bad, but the end result feels BURNING good.
It's funny when I heard it. Especially with the emphasis of BURNING. YEA MAN. hahahhaha.
It's applicable in life. Really.
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canned food for the past few days. I miss my mom's cooking !
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