So I missed the big GB:NY --- While the guys were having fun, I was all hot and sweaty carrying boxes and boxes of heavy boxes into the moving truck.
I was depressed.
I wanted to go so bad.
But I couldn't leave my Dad (OLD!) and my sister with those boxes and a big truck.
I had to stay and help out.
And same with the work drama tha that happened during the same week.
I think I'm loosing it. My focus... And everything. I couldn't think about anything thing to write here.
As quoted from someone with pretty eyes... "If you have nothing to write. Don't write"
Yep. I think it's time for me to take break.