So tomorrow I'll be throwing away all my stash, lighter and cigs all because of a incident that happened earlier. My father asked me "Bakit may lighter ka sa bag mo?" And I answered "Kapag brownout" And I'm like what kind of answer is that. Tanga tanga tanga!!
Every time I see my mother and father I can't help but to think if they are thinking of me, smoking; if they think I drink then I smoke. I don't know, I think they are judging me know in their minds and I hate this feeling.
This is also the reason why I am so paranoid and freaked out about me to make pa medical most especially the xray result because I think that they will look at it closely to see if I am smoking or not. (See recent post)
It's a good thing that classes starts January 3 because I can have the privileged to not take my medical exam with my father. If that happens, I am so dead. Good thing that there is the UST hospital and that I can make this as a reason for me to take my medical exam at Manila.
It all starts with a lighter. With this, I'm throwing my lighter away. Fuck you lighter.
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