shanghai is now in my book, knowned as the melbourne of china. i thought i escaped insane four seasons in a day weather but noooooooooo! it has to come along and kick me right in the face.
maybe it’s just karma catching up to me. lately, everyone i’ve been cursing at has been coming back, and forcing me to pr in their faces. i’m so much of a wuss that i’m unable to tell certain people to fuck off and die. it’s just… when you look at the scales, putting up with crap isn’t all that bad. example: the bitchy aunts who annoy the crap outta me, but end up “paying” me for listening to their whining and ranting.
this rambling problem… it’s genetic, don’t mind me
