Thursday, December 13, 2007
Friday, April 26, 1991
Great, I dragged my ass of the bed even though I'm feeling so unwell.
My everyday routine is the same, let me give a full detail description because there's nothing much.
Wake up> Bathe> Dressed> LRT> MRT> Bus> Walk> Work> Bus> MRT> LRT> Home> Change attire> Run around estate> Gym multi-station> Home> Bathe> Dressed> Buy dinner> Surf the net> Watch TV> Sleep
Yup, and that's all about it. Been on this routine for so many many days and I'm dying.
Woke up with a pain on my arm joint. Now, stomach pain because I'm hungry. Flu, sore throat.
Sobs. Guess I'm the only person which has such shit life. What to do? I just resigned to fate.
Oh, and I found out one more thing too. I don't talk much nowadays that made me a very very quiet person. When people in my workplace talk to me, I would just smile.
Really don't feel like talking. I just know that the last month and this month I had spent a lot of time with my thoughts, if you guys know what I mean.
Eugene becomes quiet. Once again. Yay?
