that just tells me that i have no control over the situation.. which is so fucking true. there isn’t a damn thing i can do..and it’s as frustrating as all hell. god that’s a horrid dream. it really disturbs me..
we’re supposed to go to wp’s parent’s place for dinner.. yayness.. i’ve just had a late lunch, and i’m starting to feel sick.. i’m not sure if i’ll be able to handle dinner.. i might pass again.. i feel really bad turning so many things down, but i can barely eat, and i can’t face happy people.. i know that sounds depressive, but i kinda need to mope about it all for a while.. i”ll be ok in the end…