#342.
I'm hungry.
Just before anything else, what is up with the freaking weather... It's rainy but then it's humid? It feels gross and it makes me not know what to wear. ):




Right now I'm kind of grumpy and I don't even know why and I'm taking it out on my poor granny. Oh I feel like such a bitch. I guess it's a combination of the shitty weather, emptiness, mother taking out her stress on the staff, messiness, this stupid gloomy atmosphere, and just overall teenage angst. I'll try to avoid it all, yes I will, but there really isn't a single ounce of guarantee that my will power is enough to overcome this 'feeling'. I don't want this to be a depression post but I guess it's found it's own way to depressoville. I really wish I didn't have work in twenty minutes. I really wish I could just change back into my sleeping clothes and sleep for a long long time. Or at least until this weather wares off. 


Today's one of those days where you just feel the need to break something. Or is it just me.
I envy those people who are overseas or live in a place where the weather is absolutely brillian--
Holy hell we have waffles.

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Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
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