when something unpleasant happens, there is always more than one..
why must you tell me at this time? just shut up, do your things and don't talk to me. argh.

had a bad night trying to slp and woke up by the renovation..
then mum break the news to me..to move hse.

i don't want to move at all, had never wanted to move.
to this place and to the next.
now, its like what for i decorate my room, what for i keep it clean? why do i need to bother.
i know not moving soon but its high likely that we will be moving.
to a smaller and smaller house.
it sucks. the feeling, everything.

i so wanna die. i don't feel like going out..to the grad.
its 3 hours away and still crying over stuffs.