Busy.

And tired.

Didn't have much time.

Yesterday at Marina Barrage was okay.

Not too bad.

Got a headache on the way back to school.

The headache was small at first.

It started to pound really hard from around 10.30 onwards.

It was as if someone was trying to drill out of my brain.

Woke up today, hoping my headache was gone.

It was still there.

Went to school as per normal.

Tried really hard to stay awake in class.

First period of the day, and I was already ready to doze off.

Staying awake during English was very difficult.

Managed to get through it anyway.

The headache makes it's comeback during Physics, last period.

Fuggin' shit.

Went for stopmotion.

Then left school after that.

Well, I'm lazy, tired and fugged up right now.

So I'ma end here.

Going to take a nap.

Shout shout shout.

Fight fight fight.

Scream scream scream.

All you know how to do is ruin the mood of everyone.

Eating dinner is such a simple thing.

Yet you make it into such a big deal.

Walk into the fuggin' kitchen.

You scream and shout.

You never even say cannot walk in.

Then become my fault?

Eat late, also my fault la.

Correct.

Because you cook late.

My fault that I eat late.

Don't want to eat, my fault la.

Eat, also my fault la.

Ya la. Everything my fault la.

I die off can liao right?

Even better.

Then anything happen, can just blame me.

What a convenient excuse.