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Thursday, August 17, 2006

thanks to everybody who cared about me, in one way or another. made me feel a lot better and stronger.

because i know that i'm not alone and it doesn't make me feel that lonely anymore.

and i'm sorry if i scared anyone and i know i've been really scary because i scared the hell out of myself too. i've never felt this way before, so i'm really scared actually.

and i'm sorry to anyone i was mean to these few days, to anyone i snapped at or vent my frustration at. i'm really sorry because i don't know what's wrong with me these days.

A BIG THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS BEEN NICE TO ME, TELLING ME EVERYTHING'S OKAY AND WILL BE ALRIGHT. THANKS FOR EVERYTHING YOU PEOPLE HAVE DONE, NO MATTER BIG OR SMALL, BECAUSE IT REALLY MEANT A LOT TO ME.

anyway it was pretty fun just now, my sister saw that she had difficulty with her packing, so we offered to help, and turned out she couldn't close her luggage. and after that everyone just started laughing and all, because apparently it was very interesting and funny. and my sister and i started talking about my mother and laughing at her obsession with the biscuits she gave rika, telling us to tell her that she MUST hand-carry the food. and then my sister was being an idiot so everything's funny and all. then my grandmother came and kaypoh and offered to give her canned luncheon meat, because she appeared to like them a lot during dinner today. hahaha, and rika was so scared about bringing food to the airport and her luggage being overweight, and we were all telling her that's there won't be any problem, haha. so i'm really glad that it's ending in a good note, because i guess that's important. to me at least.

i hope i'll be better soon. and i hope i'll be normal enough soon again.

heaven on earth
11:24 pm