We had a talk yesterday night.
I have to spend my weekends all by myself.
Not really for today but true for tmr and the rest of the weekends.
why?
He is busy during weekends.
can't help but have to accept some facts though.

Don't feel like teaching the kid already. Feel like telling the mum to find another tutor.
I seriously can't take it when kids can't think, moreover, lazy.

I had a dream but can't rmb what.

My head aches when I fume. My stomach churns like a burning incinerator.

A crippy-crawly was walking on my chest.
How did it get onto me?