Hate mourning. Hate myself mourning. And hate feeling mourn-ish. But why can't I just wake up already?

Love you mommy, Happy Birthday!

For April 17, 2007

Mommy's special day. Love you mommy and thanks for accepting and loving me just as I am. Happy birthday and may the good Lord bless you. Sorry I'm not in Kuching for this birthday of yours. Hope you had a smashing day.

I need a life. I need to get out of here.

Happy birthday daddy...

Happy birthday, dad. I miss you so much. I still do.

There goes my back.

I hurt my back again. It's so routined I'm getting a bit used to the pain. Ouch...