Frustrate

I would blog more often, I really would, if I was able to.

K woke up this morning feeling extra irritable, probably since this precious week is coming to an end.

Don't really wanna talk about it, but all I've to say is that I freaking cannot stand it when things NEVER get done when they're supposed to, when promises and expectations are made.

No one likes to be disappointed on a daily basis right?

How much more explicit must I be before you actually take me seriously?

Is it because I don't throw my tantrum at you so you think it's fine to procrastinate, procrastinate, prooocrastinate?

Wow extremely annoyed now.

Bye.