Yesterday was by far the most fucked up day of the month.

First i came home and saw the limp body of Fandy my mouse. It was the fattest mouse of all but when it was dead, fuck was it small. kinda like shriveled up. fucking sad ah i cry until 3pm then i sleep. i was home at like 9am. even then i found it hard to close my swollen eyes. ya thanks to everyone who thought it was a joke okay, thanks.

Secondly, i went to work with a fucked up mood and fucked up mood + bitch in me = trouble. made wilson pissed cos i slammed his precious car door like super hard. ya i like to do fucked up things la ok. in my nature can't help it. just that i really dont expect people to get mad at me. like i said before, most of my friends rly just forgive me for everything i do. thank god.

after that was just damn fucked up all the way la dont even wanna think about it. i used to think i can control when i want to act like a bitch and when i dont wanna. like i used to be this super nice push over when i was younger. dont knw. maybe got tired of it. maybe now it has become, me.

wah so fucked up. be nice cherryl. BE NICE. BE NICE. BE NICE. people only like nice sweet people. tch.

okays. new day new start.

good mourning.