I'm trying to control myself to tolerate all these nonsense.
I know I'm just being childish to slash everything on blog like a kid.
But I am going to save money now asap, get a condo, and give myself a new life since I cant apply for hdb. No matter how much my debts gonna be, I dont care. Just one more year to my freedom. And I do hope that I'm no different from an orphan. So dad, continue siding ur eldest. And mom, continue siding the youngest. Yes, where's my grandmother? She's dead. So where can I cry and hug now? Air. So air is like my parents, and tears is my daily essential work. I'm so fucking stress, extremely tired, and sick of the society. I just need a complete carefree day. Just one day, so stop giving me rubbish.

PT asked me. What are you going to do with your first pay? He asked me, bike? TV? Iphone? I told him I wanted a holiday. He smiled, let's go Ireland. I'll bring you back to see my family. I laughed but still, that couple of minute let me stayed away from stress.

I just need a friend who can talk to. I dont need a boyfriend, because it aint gonna be realistic for me. A friend who understand all bloody shit, is good enough.

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