[Monday, 24 July, 2006]

It is the second night and my chest has not recovered from the suffocation. I feel irritated for the choke and that it has surely aided in my cough.

I cannot afford to undergo anymore major depression for it is bounced to kill me.

There is this weakness inside me that I always being trying to overcome and becoming cold-blooded. There are also times that I have shown unfeeling intentionally.

Laugh for all you can for I cannot control my sensation like how normal people can.

If I am not emotional, friends would not have liked me for who I am; in fact I have already toned down, that certain good aspects of me have vanished, my tolerance level can no longer appease some of my friends.