So today I went to college, slayed the presentation, ate a little cookie and went home.
When I was walking through the center of the city I heard someone calling me and it was my Muay Thai professor. He asked me about the daily workouts I used to do, which was kinda sad, but after that he gave me a ride home yay.
So, I went home, ate cookies for lunch, watched videos and went to the hospital my mom is in. Everything went perfect thank god and she's recovering greatly, I stayed there until 7pm and went home.
I'm alone today, it's unfamiliar and I love the feeling of not having others here (don't take me wrong I love my mom, but when there's people here I feel like I need to do something, and by not doing I get anxious). I made dinner (onion rings with barbecue sauce), took my medicines, studied and made notes of today's class (I'm a physiotherapy student).
Watched more videos, now I'm here. I'm really sleepy, but I wanna read first. Tomorrow i have work early in the morning and I can already feel how I'll be sulking all day, it lets hope for the best.
Good night, bubs.
YOU ARE READING
Stupid Boy's Diary (not a fanfiction)
Non-FictionI'm mentally unstable and needed to out my feelings somewhere. You don't even need to read this, it's just a therapeutic public diary. But if you wanna talk to me or comment, feel free to do it.
