2nd Sunday of May

I just realised my skin is all screwed,
blog posts all messy,
& I'm in a bad mood.

Maybe not exactly very bad.
Just, complaining about stuffs like:
" Why does he keep calling? "
" Why is the comp so bloody lag? "
" Why did I wake up with teary eyes today? "
" Why is it that people have to die? "
& " Why am I even complaining? "

I'm stupid & dumb & foolish to question myself all those.
It's Mother's Day today, yet I didn't buy anything or plan this day.
We're just so used to not celebrating it I guess.

I woke up from a nightmare today.
There were tears in my eyes, and I think the dream is, so real.
When I woke up, there it was, Mum & Bro quarrelling over some stuffs.
I wanted to intervene, but I didn't.
Then I thought how will it be if my Dad was still around.

Nevermind, Tomorrow will be a better day.
Sorry if I didn't even bother to talk to whoever that talked, called, msged me.
I couldn't be bothered.
Last of all :

Happy Mothers' Day.