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i wasn't ok last night. there were thick fluffy clouds over bishan this morning. they were really so thick and fluffy i think you could even bounce on them. today's the first day of the seventh month according to the lunar calendar. it's the time when the gates of hell open and spirits come out to play!

i'm starting to get sick of that same j2. and looking at his face makes it worse. he looks like edie after she got stung by bees on desperate housewives yesterday. seriously, i hope he doesn't think that he's good-looking.

i didn't feel like doing gym. i know there will be dire consequences to face since amanda has been trying so hard to make me go. i didn't even feel like playing during pe. anyway, boyle was off-form during floorball, i think. our class was playing against teckming's.

i was thinking a lot about last night. i think that everything i've heard is true. and i'm really heartbroken now. one minute you were there in the canteen, and the next you were gone. why was it one-sided and unrequited? i was going to cry during h3 maths, but there was sonya. sonya makes you smile. i think i could have been on the verge of a breakdown. i binged today.

amelie's not around to cheer me up now. she's with jia en.