Did alot of mathematics. Kinda' sick of it. Didn't go to school this morning. Stupid sick kid come my room to sleep. Expected me to cook lunch for him. Called Mcdonald's instead.
"Hello"
"Good afternoon thank you for calling mcdonalds may I have your phone number please?"
"*gives number*"
"Oh, Ms Elizabeth is it?"
"Erm, yeah."
-so on...
I was like, oh yeah we called the last time. Like a long time ago. Went down and met up with Nelson. Pooled. He played pretty badly and I pwned him. Pwnz0rz. Dinner and came home. Life sucks pretty much. Spent alot of time doing papers. The 18th day. Tomorrow stay home study? No plans. Ask me out please. Nah just kidding, thou shall see teh mood tomorrow. I am going to watch some TV. Drink myself to sleep. Don't worry I am not addicted to drinking. Won't die of liver failure. Fusili reminds me of back then. Too much things, can't seem to let them go. No one seems to lecture me anymore. Go home. Don't do this. Don't go home late. Faster go home, lah!
Owell. Thank God that asshole is out of my room already. He's going to crash at his girlfriend's place. Time to resume "blackcurrent juice"- style, 5%. No kick. Seriously taste like Fruit tree.

2:28 PM