give me one good reason why i should persist on living.

it's so depressing. imagine it's finally weekends, finally the days you can wear nicely and go out with your friends, to enjoy. play. or go crazy like no one's business. but you could only stay at home and lie on the bed like one dying person.

whatever you swallow down, came throwing up. you cnnt taste the food you like. and even there's nth left in tt pathetic stomach, you still feel lyk throwing up. RAH. this is so torturing. =( 3 days. it's been 3 days since. i miss my friends. =( i miss all the zais. i wanted so much to hang out with them. i wanted so much to have pizza with them. hai. useless yy. im plain useless. =(

how i'd wished everything would end. stop all my sufferings. it's so painful inside. i cnnt take it anymore.
yyy