gloomy, grouchy, grumpy

and i forgot about "growl". I cannot let one small thing unravel me like this. Got to keep it cool, keep it under control.

is it worth it, is it worth it. It's like hoping for some miracle, expecting some unexpected things to happen. But by the definition, unexpected means unlikely to happen. Every rational atom in me knows it is not worth it to do a local stint. Unless you want to value the more intangible benefits, or value the intrinsic worth of entering the bf sector. I'll hold my thoughts for now, until I get the final verdict.


today i went to the sinseh again. after i told him i went to swim yesterday, it was a "you see la", and he proceeded to rub my never-been-so-crippled before leg. AND then he poked the hell out of my knee, and did the flame-cup thing on the sore spot to suck out the blood clots. the eeww was less than the OUCH. it was bloody pain lo. the poking was pain, the sucking was numb, the post-sucking left my legs like jelly. I'm a wimp.

And i just want to whine now, about everything.wwwwwwhhhhhiiiiinnnnneeeeeeeeee.

Why, why, why. I do I never get the things I want.