Today, I went to the doctor. While waiting, I had lotsa thoughts about her. Maybe I should leave it be since her shoutout has something to do with another guy. And honestly, when I read that. It made me sad. Totally sad that I seriously was feeling weak for awhile. Tons of things I thought about. Gaining weight. Why I do sins. Why I dont do good. Why I didnt even become good. People says I've change since my mother passed. Well maybe some things did. But a few others didnt. Why? Is it because of anger? But thats an issue I have which no one wants to help, except for myself, this blog and my boxing ball which hurts my hand thus having slight cuts which bleeds. See, didnt I say I have lots which I had thought about. So when I met the doctor, he said to refer me to a hospital for my breathing difficulty. Well this suck. Because I hope my dream to be a boxer wont just burn like that. And when I promise HIM I will try controlling, felt like a broken promise. Cos HE will grant what I want, and I will disobey what HE wants. I have to go for scans, xrays and stuff. Bullshit? Totally. What to do what to do. Now I'm just lying on my brother's bed, waiting for him to get home maybe. Now, we (mostly I) will just have to wait and see what time has in store for me. I hope its good. Well. Good Night people. =/
