Alone.

Nobody's here.

Called my mom at her office. Got the voicemail message. I haven't talked to her, like really talked to her in ages. In part, it's my fault. To a large extent. I haven't been making time for family these past few weeks. Thus the feeling of absolute loneliness.

Lab report undone. Unmotivated. To the max. Piling up gradually, continuously, exponentially.

Meeting Shaz and Dee later at four. KInda cheers me up for today. :)

Facial later on Saturday. Mom berlanja-ing.

Birthday in two weeks.

I can't face the fact that I'm ageing gradually and still feel at a lost sometimes.

I wish I was a lot stronger than I am.

But being stronger does not mean you have to face things alone, does it?