I'm really exhausted.

I hate walking home alone.
Especially after the sun sets.

I hate carrying a heavy school bag.

I don't like dieting.

I don't like failures.

I don't like feeling tired.

I hate sleeping in classes.

I hate missing the action.

I don't like farewells.

I hate PW.

I hate being left out.

I hate how I become so emo everytime something like that happens.

I'm not singing in lifts anymore.

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I have a crazy pervent calling me.

Some stranger called and went," Hello Cheryl~~"

Then he talked about disgusting stuff that I would not here mention in public. He scared the s*** out of me. What the toots. That guy is seriously insane.

I picked up his call twice though altogether he gave me quite a few miss calls...

I tell you. That is the most sick person I have ever come across.

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Slept in chinese, did softball for PE. Thought it was super cool! Haha. Had about 2 hours worth of breaks after that. The class saw me talking to a senior I thought was quite hot. Duh teasings galore.

Talked and talked like mad, cam whored a while.

Slept in GP, ME and PW after that.

=p

Rushed home after school, put school bag down, then went to bugis to take measurements at stage image which lasted a whole 2 minutes, walked to Lavander MRT before taking MRT back to school for dance. Oh how wonderfully good use my money is put to.

(Sorry I edited this part a little, for those who read it yesterday 9 July. I was typing this semi-consciously. See how tired I was...)