Emo, emo

This is probably one of the most emotional moment of my life. Firstly, my tummy haven't been feeling too well after last night. Got to be the alcohol.. Terrorizing my stomach, consuming my blood cells and wrecking my liver... But man, those ass friends of mine definitely wouldn't let me off if I don't drink.

As of 11 of February, I'm going to work from 9:30 to around 5, Monday to Friday/Saturday for 2 months, with a pay of roughly $2 per hour. This fucking job better be swamped with cute girls... But if that happens, I'm probably catch up in a reverie.

I used to be pussy, acting with technology. And I've worsened. Nothing but dreaming.