my mum just left. when she was leaving strangely enough my chest felt tight and i wanted to tell her not go.. *shrugs* eventhough I've been thinking that it's seriously time for her to go cause.. yea my room is small.
but i did have a slight panic attack in my mind wanting her not to go.. I'm a little scared that i won't be able to cope. In fact I'm just plain terrified but I know I'll survive somehow.. but the apprehension doesn't go away even though rationally you know. Sometimes i feel like i have two minds battling for the dominant thought in my head. sounds weird i know. but whatever.
oh well.. i'm a little emo but i need to buck up and get to studying again. maybe i'll mope for an hour first.
