I never hate August so much.
Every year, I look forward to this month. Obviously, cause my birthday falls in this said month.
Cause I always believe that this day, is a day where everyone gets a break; a day where everyone's suppose to be happy.
But this year, its just too much of a difference. I don't look forward to it.
I've also learnt not to complain. Cause what difference does it makes? Becoming a nuisance and the matter doesn't change but attitude does.
So fuck this month and the months to come.