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♡ as i ignored you better, missing you became apparent-now.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009, 9:35 PM
I dragged home, feeling utterlessly lethargic and weak.
Showered, forced my stomache with a bowl of chicken porridge, though, undoubtfully, I'm still full, and start with school work and all.
God, the quantity to complete all of them was too much to handle I think.
Seriously, I started to hate DnTs lessons with all the monotone lectures and related machine works and stuff. I am seriously not a practical person, so for this kind of lesson, I'll rate badbad.

After 2hours of ICT programme headed to KFC for stomache-filling session along with Sheela&Maria. It cost me 6dollars altogether and there goes my so-far-this-week savings.
We spent like half an hour, more or less, in KFC before saying our respectives goodbyes.
I should be the last one to reach home. Reason being that I only board the train after sitting at the bus stop for at least 20minutes, doing what, I don't know.

Honestly my knees are snapping anytime and all I wanted was to get home fast.

Another I had to celebrate my best moodswings period ever.
With no one anywhere at my reach, I think collapsing deep will be the ultimate result.
Trust me, I'm more than three quarters from it.
Failing. However,
slowly, silently.