I hate being sad.
In fact i hate the word sad itself.
It's like...why on earth do u have to be sad  when u can choose tremendous other feelings...why oh why

But naahh..u know
As a human..we do feel sad bout certain things from time to time
We feel sad bout others...bout ourselves and bout...nothing!

And today after  a hectic life in the morning...i get mad at myself for feeling sad without a known reason...
Damn hormones...i know
I tried calling my maaa...failed*maybe shes busy or smting*
Called my elder sister...failed
Called my younger sister...also failed
Messaged my younger brother....replied ( but how on earth can a 14 year old boy comforts you? They dont understand hormones...plus they dont even reached their puberty yet for God's sake! Ughhhh)

An hour later....my elder sister called back, and my maaaa...she's fast asleep already oh thats so predictable
And by just talking to my elder sister....i feel that i gathered myself again
It s like...i'm myself again...
Damn i love her
And everyone wjo makes me happy...
Point is....love yourself...and the people who loves u
And the people who makes u love yourself


Ok back to books...

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