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Friday, February 5, 2010 - 8:08 PM

The sad sinking feeling in your chest when you found out something...
Sigh. i don't know how to tell you this, but there is no way you can understand me..
What is past is past. But i wouldn't know what is in your mind right now.. right?

ANYWAY,
Today wasn't as i expected.. Emath test was a total shit. I know, Emath?!.. I must be kidding..
And i went home, all alone, with the dark sky.. Luckily there was only a slight drizzle. But a pouring rain might help.. I used to go to an open space, with no umbrella whenever it rained heavily. It felt nice.. haha. But that was a very long time ago.. People might think I'm crazy if i do it now. The wind was so strong, strong enough to hear the sound it made. And when i got home, there was nobody there.
I had no keys.

What a day..
Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

There was this poor boy who wanted this toy very much. His father said he couldn't have it. He kept pleading him to buy the toy but he just wouldn't let. He didn't understand why the father didn't want to buy for him.
So the boy ended up crying and started throwing tantrums at him. When they got home, the boy had a beating from his father.. Feeling very hurt, he asked himself, ' Does my father really love me?'

Being a child is hard.

But being a teenager is harder.