Cant breathe.
Cant see. The text messages seem to have tails extending from each alphabet. Goldfish eyes.
Tomorrow I will look like a goldfsh at work. :(
Its so difficult handling my work and life.
I have given up a lot like my PERSONAL time. Forgo-ed dates, cut down on paktor durations. Skipped exercise sessions. Most of all, Sundays are NOTfamily days. Sundays are work days. I coop myself up and try to accomplish all that I am required to for the week. I do not have time to go out with my parents while they go on their dates. I cannot bring mum out. I cannot go to Mustafa with mum. I cannot bring them to JB to try banana cake. I did not visit my relatives. I did not meet my friends. I AM SO SAD.
It is an episode of overwhelmed.
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