I can't. I lie in bed, going over it again and again, feeling the same smart of hurt, the same dissappointment. It's my fault. But i just don't want to feel sorry for it cuase, he should understand me and what i need. He can so talk. Mr. Sensitive. Or maybe i should just think before i ACT?

Anyway. anyway. I've already taken my 6 different types of medicine and it's not getting any better (pills + drowsy = sleep = bored). My stomach feels awful. I think i'm hungry. I have a f* huge appetite even when i'm sick. And i still have to worry about another thing. If it doesn't make any difference after 10 days, i have to get myself a specialist. lol. Hopefully life will be back to normal so that mum will not worry too much about me.

I don't know why i'm feeling so pissed off. Oh,Shut up. Mr. Sensitive is still the one good thing in my life.

Finito. Fin. The end.

HD.