on the bathroom floor

My ulcers are hurting like crazy now. I swear how can something so small as compared to my whole body hurt so bloody much! It's funny eh.

Anyway I finally put on my nerd face and wrote the IDU essay. Wrote. Not typed. Wrote. Applaud. I kept feeling out of point all the time and I had to cut like 200 words. Sigh.

Family all out and the maid forgot that I had to eat dinner. Sometimes it's really no point telling people things cuz it never gets in at all. Yes I'm very touchy about this kinda thing. Ohwell.

I'm laughing it off.