Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain

I ran upwards on moving escalator to catch Sri Petaling train and tripped and fell and torn an inch of favorite Topman coated skinny jeans. Bleeding Inside. FML.

Maybe its payback because I got a new pair of skinny too.

I feel utmost guilt today for spending whatever I plan to spend next week in Singapore. Today was not such a great day anyway. I felt really down, below the regular self-esteem level. It led to spend, which gives temporary satisfaction but lead to another regret later on.

Thank god a friend was around to accompany and the emo-ness went away.

Joyce is leaving to USA tomorrow. There goes a thespian, no more musical and theater kaki for me. More and more friends and partners-in-crime leaving abroad.

I feel worse.

Note to self: Should stop going too overly googoogaga and emotionally unstable. Totally un-afro-ism.