rashes.

rashes rashes,
go away..

It's bloody irritating. -.- If it doesn't go away by tomorrow, I don't think I would wanna go for the outing this friday. This has got to be the worst holiday for the year. It started badly and the bad luck better end before 12 a.m. tomorrow. Gahh. As if I'm not unlucky enough, things just gotta make it worse.

My eyebags are going to be bigger than handbags soon if I don't get enough sleep. I want a peaceful sleep with no disturbance or nightmares. That's all I'm asking for and it's so friggin' difficult to get one. Pfft. I ain't going to lose to fate. I will stand up by myself from the place I fell cause I'm a tough cookie. :)

Came across this quote - the sadder your stories, the tougher you are. I must say, I quite agree with it but that doesn't mean I'm tough just because I've more sad stories than anybody. I won't say I have a lot of dejecting moments because it's not true. In fact, I'm proud that I have been living a happy life till 2007, the year where shits keep coming one after another.

I ain't going to be looked down by anyone. I'm going to prove to myself that I'm a survivor and those shits better leave me alone because they're not going to pull me down again. :)

By the way, the last time I cried for ANYBODY was 3 months ago and I'm superduper proud of myself although I did broke down because of the poor results frm my assessment 2. x]

*walks away with confidence.*