November 2009
It’s about time I got used to this routine. Waking up late, figuring out what to do next, eating, listening to my parents fight. BLA BLA BLA. I’m used to it, but it makes me sick. I can’t possibly spend the next month fretting over homework and sitting for two-hour long tuition sessions. Life’s too short.
Mine’s just sad.
Mundane
I had a horrible morning. But i’d do it again because it was worth it.
Darren’s sick today so he didn’t go to school. I went all the way to old airport road to try and buy porridge, but failed. Firstly because I got lost at Tanjong Katong and when I finally took a taxi there the stupid stall was closed. Took a bus all the way back to orchard and down river valley. Bought chicken...
The next step
These past two weeks have been rough for me. Just been lots of running away and crying every night. Sometimes I even wondered why God put me on this earth. I failed to see why all this was happening. But I finally realise that there are important people in my life who are actually worth my time. And my dad in particular goes through so much more shit than I could ever handle. I guess life goes on...
