Shit this month is really bad. Traffic accident and all the shit.

Went to the doc on Monday. Doc said my tricuspid valve is faulty. Some regurgitation. Yay. Then went to the doc on Tuesday. Doc said my spine is bent. Yay.

Tick tock goes my biological clock man. Death really wants to tango with me. Come la Death!

See, even if I quit smoking, some other disease is going to take me away anyway. Why fucking bother?

Eh God, can RM my life a not? I not very happy la. I random my life till kena shit everytime.

Fucking depressed.