It's Midnight. That means it's Monday already. If I don't sleep by 11pm on a Sunday night I'll hit by a serious bug call Monday blues that will cause my body to not function properly for the whole day.
I can't sleep. I'm really tired after a 4km plus run then worked through the night till 4am and woke up at 9am to go to church.
I don't know what I'm getting myself into. If everything fails again, I don't know if I can survive for the next 10 years. Why didn't they tell me the truth and the details? I didn't ask because all I wanted to do was to help them in every little way I could. It's a great disappointment.
I guess he hasn't really seen me cry so badly after knowing each other for so many years. I couldn't hold my tears after such a long day at my aunt's place, hearing and knowing that things just not going as it should be. Thanks for being there and lending me a listening ear.
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