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Gosh, reaching home late this few days. Feeling sad. Was told that I've to change my sleeping time. ): I like my sleeping time! Got people sleeps even earlier than me all right! So, don't say that I sleep too early today. Was informed that my reading improved a lot. So the 'th-' training was worth it, especially when you read one time get criticized one time. xD

Tomorrow, AMC. Gosh, really wonders why did I even bother signing up for it in the first place. =x At least I escaped the SMO. xD

I'm starting to hate studying, but I enjoys staying in school. Why? Think about it yourself. (:

- There was this girl, who was a crybaby when she was young. She would cry over a small thing that occurs. Every time she cried, her parents would cane her with a cane, until she stops. Her Grandfather was her only protection, as he would stop them from caning her. He would listen to what she wants to say, he was the only one that recognize her existence in the whole family. When he left for the next world, she cried and cried, until her tears went dry. This time, there was no caning, for they knew any child would cry when their close one left them. When she went back to school, she realized that she was being betrayed by her closest friend. No one would talk to her anymore and she was left alone. As time went by, she was used to it. Others talking bad about her, no one being her friend...

and I miss you already
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