Last month of the year, we got SPM going on, holiday for most of the people.
I am mentally physically tired. Injuries, wound everywhere, blue blacks, sprains. And im giving myself excuses not to work now. Yet im desperately need money. Terrible... No more b'day celebrating or party, it wont pay me salary, and i have to pay for it. People doesn't understand my financial status, i AM very very poor, don't look at my parents, they dont print money nor generate money. I need to change my phone, my computer. Everything is about money. Screw Jessie J for saying is not about money. =_=
After all, i learnt not to think about her whenever i drink certain amount of alcohol, it seems she is no longer that important anymore, i would not feel anything for her anymore. I got to thanks her for making me this strong all these while.
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