I just fucking spammed my Twitter account with updates within 30 seconds.
Yes, I have many work to do which makes me as no life as all the rest of poly kids who are studying exams now. (Design school has no exams)
And I quarreled with my Dad, again.
Over Muay Thai.
Recently our relationship is somewhat sour, and I feel the pressure.
In times like these, I just wanna go take a fag and drink Ice Limau under the moon with some good company - after a hardcore training. (L)
I see my arms getting buffer from the workouts. I'm scared, though I like training.
After this fucking blk, I am gonna go train for 5 days a week. It's slowly becoming the only thing that makes me satisfied nowadays.
No no no, No more tears left. I'm stronger and will be. I don't need someone who doesn't need me.
Still, I wish you all the best in your new found love. Sincerely.
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