i often wonder if my life was like a tragic story
because i may not be stricken with absolute poverty
or famine or some form of abuse
but i am enslaved to some form of tragedy
anyway
i wondered what would happen if say,
one day
i wake up and i just did what i wanted to do many yrs ago
buy a plane ticket and go off and see
how i could live/survive with a few miserable dollars.
but i might just end up dead in some alley with my organs on the black market..sigh..
moving on
so i was so tired yday
my legs literally gave way and my body couldn’t even carry me
you know, like i couldn’t even feel my legs?
i woke up from bed and stood my feet to the ground
then after 2 minutes of finding coherence
i got up and stood on my feet
but only to fall back down
with a loud thud and rolled into the closet…
it’s like EPIC PHAILURE
because it was so loud
everyone who was sleeping came rushing into my room
and my bf who was moonlighting on WOW came in to find me on the floor like a dead person which shocked him -_-
i was very much alive but unable to move..
but really tragic because
i couldn’t get up or move
i didn’t get water
and got carried right back into bed
and fell asleep
so much for getting up to get water!!!!!!!
argh…
i’m really tired of my life right now..
i think my leg is going to do that again tonight
if it does
i think
i have to go see doctor…
i spent quite a bit of my life in the doctors’ office and hospitals as a kid because i was just plain weak….
i wonder how my adult life gonna be
but cannot be that weak right?
i mean
i roll on grass and i work dam hard
my hands coarser than a labourer man wtf
sigh….
i hope ya’ll have a good weekend
dymocks in queen street having a 40% closing down sale
i went to get books
i want to get more !
take care and keep warm~
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