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♡ mend that un-broken pieces yet.
Friday, May 22, 2009, 9:05 PM
Today's aye so thras-hy.
Probably the worst day.
I told you. Today would never turn out as beautiful cause I blew the charm. But you wouldn't believe.

I slept for 3hours last night, and woke up on my study desk. B-right.
And today, Selena got lecture from mum for flunking her maths test. 26, all she got. And boo, I get another blow from her. Its seriously annoying when she failed and I get a fraction of the scolding-as well. Ohwell, lets see. I got an A1 and she barely donated any words of compliments. Okay, understood, my marks aren't to her expectation, but doo, A1. I improved like heaven, a chunk. Yet no remarks. Oh oh, I guess getting an U grade was when I would probably get a heaven-great remarks from her. Blo-vers, what would you view?
Its impatiently unreasonable. Completely.
Just lets not talk about school.
I'm sick of ranting over the same issue every single day. Off topic.
After school, I headed back home. On my way back, a guy from WoodlandSec called me. Goo, I didn't go for like reasons, of course. I immediately unlocked my house gate rushed in and locked all the slots hang in there on the wall for a while and called Selena.
My call was rejected and I gave her 10 miss calls.
Only after 20minutes did she return my calls. I told her to called me when she reached our block so as to take an other alternative route. Frankly, I went really absurd and make a few phone calls to check on Selena.
Glad that she's back in one piece.
For the rest of my days, I spent in my room, napping for a few hours and woke up at around 5+ when Selena and Dad returned.
Visit the loo for umpteen of times and was seriously into No More Us For You.
Kid you not, I hate today.
And seereeyious. For the only one thing that made me happy is only No More Us For You and the class. Other than that I've been all else mourning over my aches.

Goo, okay. That'll be all. Bye blov-vers.
Hearts for everyone.