don't ask my why im blogging about sad things again. it just seems that whenever i want to blog, im upset.
today's another bad day. not contributed mainly cause i feel fat and bloated the whole day without any physical activity. but that big bro got into a car accident today. apparently his brakes failed on him and his car swerved like shit. lucky he suffered only minor injuries. at least what he appeared to be, to the rest of my family who visited him.
it's also a bad day. not because it didnt rain again when i chose not to swim today since it always does when i go swimming. but the disturbing fact that my old home is already in the process of being demolished despite written black-and-white that tenant to the estate could stay up till 15th march. which is like a day or two before my cts. i really don't know what's gonna happen to my results this time. i had my dog died before my O levels and i did badly for prelims. miracle happened and i thanked by crying for the O levels results.
what a bad day. not cause i slept for 3 hours after just doing 2 parts of ONE math question. but my sister used an excited tone to describe to me how she brought my favourite darling cat to the vet for a jab. while the process of her[the cat] being laid down on the table and being jabbed at like a jackfruit was quite amusing. i kind of sensed more bad news. if i don't rush back to the old home any sooner, last weekend might very well be the last time i saw her because she's gonna be sent to the pet shelter/home. and i don't wanna let her go just like the way my big dog left me.
i really wanted to post some amusing stuff. but i wonder if the tone of my entry now works out any humour:
xx complains that no one could catch the ball she spikes. she just didnt realise that the whole point of spiking a ball is such that your opponent cannot catch it. i was poking at muffin's waist one fine day to make her realise she's only made up of really skin and bones. then she turned to me and told me to stop poking at her fats. and i thought my finger actually hurt more from the poking than her side.alright. that's it. i finally blogged again. im "posponing" some problems to after the cts such as meeting up an unusually close but not-so-close friend. i won't say she's weird. but sometimes it can be quite intimidating. i hope it won't turn out as what im thinking now.
nights.