once again i was caught by surprise.. that's the amount of cotton moka 'collected' from his bed..
i was calm at first glance but i exploded with rage and he got three whacks from me..
was it my fault? i had to get out for dinner n grocery shopping.. what was i suppose to do..
he already went out..given a stick.. showered..
then i was sorry and sad.. he wont be able to understand anyway..
so i cuddled him.. and soon he left and ate his stick..

i havent been exactly happy and satisfied with things to be honest..
disappointment seems to struck me as often as i gain another pound..
but i should look forward to tomorrow..
a brand new day..
yet why does the future just feels like deja vu of the past?

sigh.

told u i need more emo songs..
not because i'm emo
but to feel safe..