Sigh

I wish someone would understand how tired I am. I'm sick of how all this is slowly sapping the life and energy out of me, and how I'm being sandwiched. (I hope that one day the filling will just be squashed to bits and be all horrible and messy)

Almost every time I go out, I get nagged at by my mother. I'm SICK AND TIRED of it. And as long as I come home after she comes home from work, I will get nagged at. Almost every time. It is so ____ irritating. Aarghh! Aarghh! Aarghh!

On the phone now. I just lost the mood to blog. Again. Just know that I'm broke and tired. I wonder when I'll ever be able to repay that debt of mine and be able to say that I'm no longer broke and just spend without feeling guilty.