It's the second night a kind of toxic gas spreaded is spreaded in our apartment, from outside and its source is not known.
Last night, I went to bed at 2:30 a.m. and it was about 3:50 when I woke up with trouble, facing difficulty breathing, dizzy walking into parents' room, wondering if they were dead or alive.
I god damn know that it has no connection to dear Mr. president, but I am so angry now, afraid that I am gonna die this time.
Unfortunately it's only me who suffers from asthma and when I say "hey let's get out and stay somewhere else for the night" no one cares. Let's say fortunately, yes fortunately it's me the first one who dies.
These days, the pains from the awful social state has really become intolerable to me. Specially that it's being accompanied with a lot of my exams.
Right now, I have this horrible heart ache back, lack of oxygen...