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â‚° Fine, not Tuesday, 16 April 2013 | 0 comment[s] Yelling at me first thing in the morning, yeah. Okay. I'm totally okay with it. It's not my freaking fault that my uncle came about, oh I don't know, five or fifteen minutes earlier than usual. It's not my fault it was so cold in the morning and I just wanted to lie in bed. Well, I know for one thing. If I start to cry, I'll blame it on you. I didn't want to start the day off with the urge to cry. I didn't want to, especially because now, it's the fourth time in a row. Well, excluding what happened in the morning with my mum, my day was okay. Even though there was something I did daily and I couldn't do it today so... Felt so saddened because of that. I bet the reason why it was raining because of that. Because of the fact that I was sad, because of the fact that I gave myself so much to do. So basically because of my own fault. Oh, to those who you don't get it, I'm apparently known as a a devil, or in this sense. One that controls rain. Because ever since grade eight, whenever it rains, I've been around. We went onto a field trip, I step out of the bus, it starts raining, I get back on at the end of the day, it stops. And then the same thing happened when I got off at the end. Sigh. Oh wells. But yeah, talking about work, I've got so many assignments to do so... Yeah. bye. Because little things matter. |
