Ghost.

Ahk...

Everything's just hitting me now. Or everything's hitting me again.

Ooof...

Argh...

Haha, sound effects.

I try to act cool about it... but deep inside... I'm really fucked. I can't think straight. Everything just has to remind me of you. HAHAHA! Tae.

I need people with me. I need distractions. I need company. Putangina! Mababaliw ako mag-isa!

Laguna trip is cancelled. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Guess what I did yesterday and today? Yes... I played DOTA. All daaaaaayyyy! It distracted me for a while. But it's not enough.

Well in other news... I hate you! I fuckin hate you! I hate you I hate you I hate you. I don't care if I fuckin sound gay or childish or whatever. I fuckin hate you. I can't stress enough the fact that I hate you.

And in more other news... I'm sick. Yes... very sick. I have colds. I have a cough. I have a sore throat. I have a headache. My lungs hurt when I cough, like really hurt that I can't breath anymore. So I try not to cough, but I have to... so it hurts. REAL BAD! I'm gonna fuckin die. Oh, and it hurt in the throat when I smoke. But that doesn't seem to stop me. I feel like I need more than just a cigarette now. I need to feel better.

Yes... I'm connecting my sickness with my feelings. HAHAHA!

Please don't mind me dear readers. Allow me to bask in this stage for a while. I didn't realize the choice I made has it's own disadvantages. Coz I really fuckin thought it won't make a difference whatever happened. But it did. It made a hell of a difference.

I just realized now that I have no one to complain to anymore about the life's bullshitness [is there such a word? haha]

Would you believe me if I said I had lung cancer?

Think.

HAHAHA! Nag highlight kayo noh? WAHAHA! Gotcha!