rrrright...
the trip that was meant to be, was not meant to be...
the impulse booking of flight tickets, the not knowing what time the flight was then the not knowing when i return was enough to piss me off for a start.
but things had to take a turn when we were all looking forward to it, and were scheduled to depart in a week's time.
nobody's to blame. things just had to happen. it is unforeseen...
we could go proceed as usual, but there won't be mood for anything. of cuz i'm upset, but at the same time understanding about the entire situation. i just don't know what or who i am angry with. but i just want to shut myself away from people.
at times, i just hate my life. why can't for once things go ahead as planned?
why can't it be as per what i tell others about what or where i am headed to?
is my life that jinx?
why God? why?
why can't things be perfect for me just once?
just not in the mood for anything. and i have to pretend.