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Memoir of the Loser - Day 1082

Memoir of the Loser- - Day 1082  Yo. Another day passed. It was a long day again. My sister went on a trip finally. She went to a very sacred temple. She will return tomorrow, at night. It took her around 8-9 hours in a cab. She went with my aunt and her relatives . Like we expected, she is probably going to pay for every thing and everyone. Her son and husband are earning a lot... So no problem for her. Anyway, I wrote a letter last night because there is a legend that if you submit your letter and send it to the God of the temple, your wish will be fulfilled. Its quite embarassing to admit that I did that but I am just that desperate. Even if God doesn't listen... At least I will have hope lol. My sister woke up early today. She also took a bit of money for herself and for some souvenirs. My mom keeps tracks of every penny lol. She is going to buy something for most of us. She also tried to do a video call but it wasn't allowed at the temple. Even they couldn't pray prope...
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Memoir of the Loser - Day 407

 Memoir of the Loser - Day 407

Yo, another day passed. So, like everyday, a boring and hot day. I don't know how much water I have drank today. And it all comes out as sweat. Now, I have heard about this Porsche accident. I don't know even know how to spell it. And I am not surprised in the least. Rich people can get away with anything, especially in my country. 

 Still one thing is amazing. How much that kid's parents love him. His mom and dad are trying their best to save him. I wonder if they understand whats happening to parents of those two people whom their son killed. If this accident had happened few years ago, nothing would have happened. But social media was a big help this time. Everything has its own benefits I guess.   

I hope he gets what he deserves. I hate rich people. Anyway, I couldn't do anything because of heat. My aunt came back. And these days haven't been good to be honest. You know how I went on a rant yesterday. I am not alright today as well, but I will try to control myself. Also I found something last night. I was 5 foot 7 inches tall in 9th standard... When I was 13. After that I didn't grow as much as I should have. Really,  I should have exercised and ate good food. Well no point in crying over spoiled milk.  

 I want to run away. To mountains, somewhere quiet and peaceful where no one is around and it rains forever. Or at least its cloudy. I wonder if such a place exists. If it does, I am ready to become Tarzan. Except I will still be wearing clothes. Well, that's it for today. Pray that my suffering ends soon.... See ya;) 

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