July 11, 2006 I guess I'd soon get used to it somehow.
I just don't know how or why or when. Everything's just one blurry picture.
I wish I need not wake up.
My breathing was so bad yesterday night I decided to sleep with my mum. Then I went back to my room because if I died, I didn't want to haunt their room. I wanted to die in my room.
It just sucks. Everything totally. I don't feel like going home today.