The Lovesong Writer

I'm back from choir. Guess it ended about an hour earlier than usual. Mr Liew was a little pissed at us. I guess if I were him, I'd be pissed too. Everybody was draggy today I guess. We just about sounded as good as the storm outside. LOL. Okay, that was mean. Not quite there yet but definitely worser than tuesday. Haha. Maybe the weather does control our moods. Debate tomorrow. We're going to Jurong! How fun is that? Haha. Not as fun as you think it would be though. I think we're having pizzas. The seniors ka-chowed Mr Meyer into getting it for us. Haha. It ends at eight though. *sigh* But that's one of the fun things about debate.

I guess you could say that everyone changed this year. But for the better? That still remains to be seen. Maybe no one changed at all, maybe it's just me. But when I wake up every morning, something always feels different. I guess. It's not just me you know. It's you too. So don't give me faces or even say that I give them to you. Don't give me warnings. Stop bullshitting yourself because in doing that, I'd be even more annoyed. And most certainly, stop blaming me.

-su rin

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5:47 pm;
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