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Phew. What a day. It wasn't a really that bad day but kind at the same level. I did not get any sleep and then my mom knock my door at 5 in the morning to get up and accompany her for her once-in-a-three-months medical check up. I was okay until 8 in that morning. My mood switched up crazily. I start to focus less and get angry easily. After all of that, went home at 11am. I supposed to go for an audition to a singing competition in Permy Mall but I was moody and I don't think my voice is ready for such tiredness, so I went home instead and sleep.

Later at night, I have this bad feeling about going to airport but I did anyway and boom, something bad happened. My wallet is "tercicir." I left it for less than five minutes and it was gone just like that. Filed a report at the airport police station. 

Tomorrow I need to get things done. The identity card, ATM card and all. What a mess. Me no like. I just cannot believe that there is someone who capable of making other lives is miserable. Fuck. 

I met a dear friend who is people with special ability but I'm not sure if she is deaf or mute, so I do not know how to respond to her 'hi.' I waved back at her and walked away cause I do not know how to start a conversation. A mess, from my side. 

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