3.48am.

I just took a look at the calendar and realised my 2nd doctor's appointment is this Wednesday. Oh man, I've got plans on that day but no, I still have to drag myself to the hospital just to be checked if I'm sane or not.

It's the month of May and in exactly a week's time, I'll be turning 19. Honestly, it's not a big deal to me. I don't know. Maybe it's just me. Whatever nonsense happened over the years might have caused my disinterest to celebrate anymore.

How's life?

Mine's been pretty eventful so far. Things took a little positive turn for me a few days back and I feel... content. Suddenly, I feel less depressed than ever. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

Chao.