It's the first day of the week. It's also a lazy day.
But for me, it's the saddest and most sorrow day ever.
What I want actually?
I can't decide what I want.
Is this really me?
Or is it that I'm too stressed up? Too pressure?
What is going on actually?
I can't help myself tearing for almost the whole evening and night.
There's are a lot of friends around me, but only a few who are really caring.
But it's useless. No matter what I'm still emotional.
Maybe I just need time, or maybe is not me who is the one who needs time.
I can't help over small arguement.
It just getting bigger and bigger when I come across it every time.
Is this really me? Why am I repeating myself?
I'm really confuse now.
I shall stop here and calm myself down.
Will write more about what happen previously before all these had started.
