Mood swing! Argh! I hate it when it comes.

Mood swing just makes me think a lot. Not only a lot, but repeatedly. He wasn't here to cheer me up, saying that he wanted to let me rest more and cool myself down. In that case, there is actually no point for me to let you know that I'm moody...

I started to think...
when will you buy me porridge? Only when I'm sick. Nowadays, it's not really the case.
when will you send me home? Only when it's super late. Nowadays, mostly it's when I pout.
when will you message me to say good morning? Previously it's almost everyday. Nowadays, it's only after I message you so.
.
.
....

my heart aches when I'm thinking through all these. *Sobsob*

Lately, there are quite a few problems happening in the family. On the other hand, exam is coming. Etc... These explain my mood swing.



P.S. Bring me out of this black & white world.