don't regret for all the shits you've done, then be sorry. it's like, killing someone & saying sorry to the police.

Practical was...screwed, I'd say? It's ok, because it's over. No point crying over spilled milk.

On Thurs night, I had bad throat so I didn't talk much that Mum said I'm mute.
On Fri morning, it just had to get worst but I still went to help Mum out. Headaches when I reached home & I took a nap.
Today, it is still the same but my voice got worst. So near to losing my voice but I am still having spicy food. Awesome, right!

My plans for tomorrow: Study english p1 format & do abit of art!

I'd always have this wish -- I want to have non-stop cash flow.