It was a bone sawing destructive kind of tiring yesterday. The guys don't really talk to me like I'm exist. You know, out of norm and politeness I guess. I was the outsider. So when they want to talk to me, they talk to Husky. Like I'm deaf and I don't understand the language. I suppose, I should understand that. But really, I just don't like the situation where I'm put as an outsider.

Then again, the ladies were judgmental. They don't even bother to look at me when I told them where I study. Cramping school. They were trying to be nice to me, but they have known each other for years and they ended up talking to each other.

What do I expect right? nothing! Nothing really. I just don't like the situation, but I'm not saying that I don't like them for creating the situation. I mean, they're practically blameless. I just don't like that specific situation.

His friend lowered the air con fan because his girlfriend was cold, yet it was blazing at me, and I was apparently shivering, and Husky was oblivious of this.

Husky told me we're gonna be back before nine. Then it was delayed and delayed and delayed, I reached home around 11.30.

And he could tell something was wrong, so in the car, he asked what's wrong. I didn't say anything. What, do you expect me to rant infront of your best buddy? I doubt so.

We didn't fight yesterday because I was beyond tired. I woke up at five AM yesterday. And I collapsed to bed after shower, immediately.

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