3am.

Yesterday night really sucked, resulting in me sleeping at around 3am plus when I'm already so damn tired. I'm human, y'know. Tried to push it out of my mind when I went to school, but bloody hell. She had to call me and remind me. SPOILED MY FRIGGIN' MOOD. Was actually in a normal mood in DnT class this morning. Happy, cheerful, talkative, normal. Freakin' threw my phone after she hung up. BELIEVE ME, CRYING DURING RECESS IS %$@#. Went up to class for Mother Tongue. And they were still falling. Damn, teacher saw me and claimed that people bullied me. -.- English teacher didn't come and they were STILL falling. Damnit, why won't they dry up? But thank goodness by Maths I'd stop. Thanks to Darren and bunch (Perdenver, Glen, Yue Seng). Funny people playing 'Lung Cancer' and 'Breast Cancer' instead of 'Heart Attack'. So thanks.

And seriously, don't ever ask me 'WHY' or 'WHAT HAPPEN'. Excuse me, what makes you think you have the rights to know everything about me when others don't? Sorry, you ain't ranked top in my mind. And once I say 'NO', accept it and run far far away. Just buzz off when you see me like that unless you're going to cry with me. I'd gladly want you near me if you do. Or unless you're offering tissues to me, then thanks a bunch.

AND.
If you really end up in the Girls' Home, I hope you enjoy it there. SERIOUSLY.

Badbye.