About September 7th. I don’t know what’s wrong with that date. It’s three times already. Well, that’s because FB had reminded me about it. Before I have my FB account, I never know what had happened on that date.
Starting from September 7th, 2009. Ah, before that, why suddenly I brag this up? FB has this facility called “On This Day In 20xx”. It usually placed at the right part of your screen. There you can see your status that updated in the same day in the different year. If you opened some pages (like photos or notes) where you tagged your friends, you could also see few of your (tagged) friends’ status.
There, I saw mine.
It was on September 7th, 2009, when I updated: shouted, “Ka… me… ha… me… HA!!!”
*chuckled* I don’t know why I updated that kind of status. But one certainty: something was getting on my nerve that day. It’s too much it made me want to hit it, shoot it, attack it just like Son Goku strike his enemies with his famous skill.
Then, on September 7th, 2010, it’s getting worse. I updated:
- Teacher: One way to lessen the burden of your life is with ending THE life. Now, is there any of you who want to try to do it?
- Me : *raised my hand*
*chuckled* oooh, Dear. I don’t know what’s got in to me back then. It’s scary when I read it now. But it’s become some usual things when I read it on September 7th 2011. It’s a little surprised, but it didn’t scare me.
Below that “teacher-student” status, there were few comments from friends, and one from my brother. All of them asked me what’s going on. There, that time, I only answered, “I’m okay. It’s nothing to be worried about. It’s just mere impulsive emotion.” After that comment, no one replied it anymore.
Then, this year, at the same date, I updated, “I hate this day… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate… Hate…”
*chuckled* yes, it’s about the same thing as my post at September 8th. In that day, everything felt so uncooperative with my condition. I have to spent a lot of money to something I don’t really like; I have to leave the consolation that day. Whereas, I was really need a consolation. I was in a really bad mood, yet the consolation I have was only appear in one moment, when, at the same time, I have to take my mother to her choir practice place.
Oh, God. It’s not that I didn’t want to take my mother. It’s just…*sigh* I don’t know. Like I told you, everything felt so uncooperative that day. That’s why I felt like crying out loud. Well, I did cry. Not out loud, but I…
Oh, forget it. I’m blabbering again. *chuckled* well, I guess that’s all for today. See you later next…next…I don’t know when…*LoL
Good night, People! ;-*