So i typed out this whole chunk of shit but i accidentally deleted it. I think i'm still suffering from that very bad hangover from last night's non-stop drinking. I swear i don't know how it feels like to be happy anymore. It's like happiness doesn't exist in my life anymore. I just turned 18 almost a week ago but look at what all has happened ever since then. I miss those days when i used to club almost every Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. Now that i've made a promise to the boy saying that i would only club ONCE in a week, there goes my only source of happiness. Okay lah no, i know he cares which is why i agreed to make such a promise. AND, DAMN I ACTUALLY MISSED LAST NIGHT'S FRESHCOAT PARTY AT ZIRCA, FML. It was all worth it though :)
 

Been smoking way too much recently. I need to cut down or better still, quit. I need people around me to stop irritating the fuck outta me. I had enough. I need a break man. I can't wait to just end this misery. Interview tmr. Hoping that i'd get this job. I need to work my fucking life away right now cause i need money. At least money never fails to make me happy. Jesus bless me, amen.

 

Gotta get back to revision for Tuesday's Hotel ops paper. Idk why but i don't feel the stress, nothing. Eh fuck it, i shall blog later, xoxo.