It's silly, I know. But right now I'm kinda scared to go anywhere. It hasn't been a good year really, with the car crashes and break in. And now my dizzy spell is back. *sigh*
Dosing myself on lemon and honey at the moment. See my logic is that if I can't make the drink for Petey right now (well, I don't think I can drive right now... dizzy spell is bad...) at least I can dose myself up on vitamin C :P
Anyway, I think I'm pissed off about the fact that now home doesn't seem safe anymore, than the actual loss of stuff. Granted a lot has been taken, but then again, in a way, it's just stuff. I know, I've never been really materialistic to start with. But compared with the fact that now I don't even feel safe at home, stuff doesnt' seem to matter. In a way I don't even care TOO much about my favourite watch. I don't wear it often.
But I can't even sleep in my own room now dammit! I woke up like... a gazillion times last night. Now I'm all tried and dizzy. *sigh*
Only stupid people goes into crime. o_O
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