Self pity is not cool, folks

Yellow people!

Today, while waiting for a lecture on Chronic Liver Disease to start, a friend of mine suddenly asked me such a random question. Despite the pure awkwardness of the question, I answered without even thinking. And I realised that the answer was in me all along. It came out, just like that.

Say, when someone asks you

'Do you eat pooh?'

The answer would be a definite 'NO!!'

Get what I mean?

So back to the answer I gave to my friend, (not the pooh one, the original one derrr), it made me think hard and deep.

It made me think whether would someone out there answer the same as I did? Would they? And if they did answer like I did, would it be as definite an answer as mine? Or would they be hesitant, or in between, or unsure or merely fake the answer? *emo emo*

And so, I felt a pang of self pity for myself. It felt like someone slapped me till my eyes could see stars. Ahhhhhhh. I felt pathetic and frustrated and disappointed and whatever other negative emotion you can think of. But I didn't show it to my friend. Instead, more questions were thrown at me and when my self pity was at its highest peak with every answer I gave, my lecturer finally decided to turn up and save me from this mental and emotional torture.

*sheesh, my blogposts are so depressing its making me depressed just thinking about it*

And so, on my way back home, I was thinking so hard that I didn't realise my eyes were watering. Urghhhhh.

Anyhoo, like my previous blogpost, I've been complaining about my headache. It's still here now and I just wish it would leave me alone coz I CAN'T STUDY!!!! Its so frustrating when I take all those painkillers and none work and I end up sleeping early at night and waking up tomorrow with the same headache looming over my head!! Its like its there to haunt me or something.

Pleaseee goooo awayyyyy or I'll have to do that thing the Husband in Paranormal Activity 2 did to his possessed Wife which caused the demon to be transferred from his Wife to her poor sister, which in my case would be transferring my headache to my teddybear. *grabs Momon*

Oh well, guess I'll have to live with my stupid self pity and headache. So before you judge me wrongly, its not my fault you know. Its the hormones. And my complicated life.

Wallahu'alam.

Happy me! Weeeee..