No no no, this has got nothing to do with chauvinistic pigs. Come to think of it, I've not come across one personally these past few months. My social life (not that I have one anyway) has been pretty quiet. And I kinda like it.

Ah yes, dilemma. I've been thinking... should I continue with the medication or should I stop? I'm thinking one more dosage and I shall stop. The doc can try to reverse psycho me as much as he wants but I have to stand firm. I simply can't afford it. I think at this point of time, my school fees are more important and with this and that, I have to struggle to make ends meet. Up to the point where people said I've lost weight. %$#@%&*. That is unacceptable. It's weird tho' cos I do eat, it's just that I tapao from home nowadays. Tsk.

But the thought of it all coming back is somewhat freaking me out a little. The fear overwhelms everything else and it's stressing me out. And I'm suppose to keep myself away from stress you know. Ah... it's an expensive price to pay. The thing does wonders but I'm tired of it.

I need to get out of here more often.



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