Feeling uber unhealthy.
one and a half cup of milk already made my tummy felt as if it was completely conquered by turbulent swirls.
consuming baked, toasted or just a slight bit of cocoa ingredient products made my throat felt like it was at the verge of eruption.
my house is almost done.
just a bit more to go and i'm able to officially shift in all the furni.
i still get so crappingly bored when i'm stoning at home after packing up or whatsoever.
it's really bad when your pocket is tight.
you literally can't find anything exciting or enjoyable to do outside.
it will result in a staying-at-home routine, but it doesn't make much a difference by being outside and not spending any penny.
in the midst of everything, i'll be rotting at home, waiting for time to pass.
human beings can never be satisfied with what they have.
when i'm schooling, i ask for holidays. when i'm having holidays, i complain that i'm bored.
Same goes to others.
i have nothing, i ask for a little.
when i have a little, i ask for more.
when i have more, i ask for even more.
when i have so much more, i ask for everything.
having everything does not guarantee or secure happiness in oneself.
probably, i'd prefer to have nothing but happiness alone.
and... the vicious cycle continues.
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