Joy

Grandpa's birthday dinner @ springcourt. 04th May.

Joy

Ffffffff!
Can't take it but still got to bare w it!
Just make my life miserable here.

Joy

F**k!
Pissed!

Joy

Is that true?
Am I deceiving myself or you deceiving me?

Joy

Feel like eating lamb chop and ice cream. Haha.

Joy

Missyou, really.

Joy

The stranger's feeling.
How come?
I always thought it was lack of communication, but no.
It's like nothing to talk even though that's plenty of time.
As time pass, our conversation become a fixed routine.
Probably less than ten sentence a day?
It seems like we got nothing to say to each other anymore.
Morning, bye, go work.
Night, night, sleep.
Nothing much in between.
This is about you&me. But we don't seems to be doing anything about it.

Joy

I am looking forward to our so called, first family holiday outing. Haha.

Joy

Joy

Fucking angry.
Well, not angry actually. It's frustrated.