Roomless
They're reforming my bedroom and me and mom (yes, I share my bedroom with mom...period) are sleeping in grandma's bedroom.
You never know how much you really love your bedroom until you lose it.
And worse...allergic to all that f*cking dust made my lungs kinda closed.
I'm struggling to breathe.
Life is good...wohoo.
Oh, but today I got a job offer...let's see it this one works.
(if I even knew what I want to do for life, I would be happier. Yes, I know...I complain too much...I'm graduated and all that...but it doesn't mean that's what I want to do. Oh, crap...)
Ugh, I just hope this year will be better than the last one.
And just because I'm in the mood...picoftheday:
You never know how much you really love your bedroom until you lose it.
And worse...allergic to all that f*cking dust made my lungs kinda closed.
I'm struggling to breathe.
Life is good...wohoo.
Oh, but today I got a job offer...let's see it this one works.
(if I even knew what I want to do for life, I would be happier. Yes, I know...I complain too much...I'm graduated and all that...but it doesn't mean that's what I want to do. Oh, crap...)
Ugh, I just hope this year will be better than the last one.
And just because I'm in the mood...picoftheday: