Thursday

Swing Swing

Night. I'd always love night.
Great moment to stare and starting to cry.

Well, done.
I have just finished some tasks for tomorrow, since I decided not to skip school no more. I missed lesson on Monday and Wednesday which brought me promised to Mom that there's the last day I threw school. Idk, I'm just.. not feeling well.

How does it feel to wake up in the morning without knowing what will you spend your day long for? Mine, bad. And by figuring out, it would be worse for the rest of the day. Whoa. I'm getting upset forsaken. Hands up, dear swing swing moody.

But for now, FEUI is the only thing crossed ahead my mind and forced me to get up in every flat morning. Unless, a big smile in Dad's face, which I haven't ever seen it again since... I forget. Pathetic? No. It's a big deal.

Oh.
Sounds already too late, I guess. I know you hate me. I know you don't want to talk to me, nor to see me. But one thing I have to say, I do care if I could apologize.

Take care.