I'm depressed. OrAnd bitter. I think I cried buckets today, good thing I've mastered how to cry without anyone hearing me, thanks to my childhood. I don't even make a sound. I'm outraged, and disappointed... and helpless. I've even asked my friends to blindly pray for a miracle for me.
Lyka goes, "Bakit, tungkol ba san yang miracle mo? Pero kung personal sige okay lang na di mo sabihin." I don't anything's not personal to me.
Basta, nakakainis talaga.
At least my week-long craving for shawarma is finally over.