Story of a broken heart.

You told me not to hurt someone. But you're doing exactly that to me.

You know, immediately after I reached home from school, around 4 pm, I went straight to sleep. I was just so tired. I only slept for half an hour last night. I just woke up not long ago. And when I got out of bed, I walked around the house and realized that both my parents weren't at home. And a sudden fear struck me. Like, what if something happened to them outside? An accident or something? My mum doesn't usually go out late without telling me, cause she knows I'll worry. I texted her, and she didn't reply me. But, after awhile, she was back home. I was really scared. I mean, if any of my parents were to die, I won't know what to do. Really. Now I sorta understand why parents will go insane when we don't reply their texts.

Today's Amath paper was shit. It was really very difficult. I fell asleep halfway through the paper cause I was really very tired. I couldn't think properly. I couldn't even do the first few questions. And usually, the first few questions are the easier ones. Anyway, whilst I was sleeping, Miss Gopal whacked my back damn hard. And she started massaging my back and shoulder. Wow. Cool teacher. Hahaha. She said she was upset that I didn't come for the EL paper on that Wednesday. Aw well.