I have misplaced something I thought was not that important to me. Now that the thing's missing, I feel like tearing up my whole room to look for it at every nook and cranny. And yet, I have this sneaking suspicion that it got tipped over into my waste basket. And that my dad had cleaned out the trash just recently.
So.
In a couple of words.
Thrown out.
Arrghhh ...
I am such a f***ed up cow.
*breathes in*
*breathes out*
On the plus point, I cleaned my bathroom last night. The gunk, oh my gosh ... Don't mention the scrubbing of the tiles and walls. So enthusiatic I was about cleaning away the gunk, I slipped and fell on my butt ! Thank goodness for the extra padding. *grins*
I've been up since 6 this morning. I guess I am so used to waking up early just watching him sleep. So here I am trying my darnest not to think of him too much. I have my own life to live. I need to do more stuff on my own. Ah. If only I can keep to my resolve.
Okay, people. A resolution for me next week. No more hanging out at his place. To work, then back home. I need to think clearly. I need time for myself.
Wish me luck.
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