fuck im seriously feeling damn fucked up. normally i would have cried but i'm too tired and i've got like no tears left. my eyes are fucking dry.

lots of messy ends and . fuck dude. fuck. seriously. fuck.


-my mags are piling up like shit. at least thirty copies of national geographic/newsweek plus some fuck shit.

-the library books i borrowed. my pack is too full for me to bring them in.

-besides, it's like i've got to do some revision. there is alot of time relative to other ppl serving their sentence now, but it's meagre actually.

-on top of that, i've got like re-driving-test to think about. will they let me take leave? will i be confined on weekends and hence waste my driving practs?

-wondering also, if it would be 8-5 after my trainee period.

-also worried about health. my body doesn't seem to be able to hold itself together. eyes. knees. and many other parts.

-future's uncertain too. relationships. job.



fuck sia. fucking hell.

maybe it isn't that bad afterall. it could be worse.





fuck.