I think I really need to put in a hundred tons of effort in succumbing my temper. Eugene's gonna register me for anger management I deem. I must say, he's really sweet and I got to acknowledge them. Eugene's vexing the cost of the twenty-first birthday present. :( Don't like!
To be honest, there's no excitement in me in the context of the birthday. No thought of celebrating, no thought of wanting it to be big nor anything. Well, a month or so to go, we'll decide how. But Haa! At least I'm glad that Eugene's gonna make it in time for my birthday and I wouldn't need to have it spent without him. You know, its like.. so wrong without the boyfriend on birthdays.
Life's been work and work. No major outings, no more frequent gatherings. I reflect its more or less a journey for one to go through and give up some things which are considered less vital in life, so as to gain something larger in the prospect of the future. Alright. Period. :)
Oh fcuk and yes. I think I'm under this smoker's cough crap. Damn bad. It's been more than a month. Probably, it's time to totally cut the stick or consult a doctor for some bullshit to cure the crap. Well..
I love you, Gene.