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A week of laughter and a week of tears.
The earlier's last week, and the latter this week.
I finally broke down.
Felt good at the same time terrible.
The feeling of being able to vent it out with tears was good.
The feeling of having to hold back uncontrollable tears was way too terrible.
Zhi and Ce have been very, very supportive. Thank goodness.
Esther didn't look for me yesterday because she knew I needed a space alone to cry it out.
Pei Ting burnt me a CD with North's I Am Strong. She thought it was applicable because I'm strong. I've been doubting this for quite some time these days but everyone's telling me I really am. Alright I'll try to think that I am.
Many saw my swollen eyes yesterday and asked if I was sick, or had insomnia.
Nope, I haven't really been ill these days. But yes, lack of sleep. Have been sleeping from 5am to 6am these days. Wednesday and yesterday were the days I had most amount of sleep this week. Wednesday was 3am to 6am. Yesterday was 11.30am to 6.00am. I'm feeling much more invigorated now.
Thanks for concern. I guess I'm much better.
Come ask me if you want to know. I'll tell you. :)
Every text message/note/tag/pat on my shoulder means a lot to me so thanks to those who have done any of the above mentioned. Every little care and concern aided in my recovery.
Dinner with Auntie after killer Math Mock Prelim. Talked and shared a lot. Rainbow 谢谢你. 没有你,我真不知道我还是不是我.
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