Thursday, September 16

I hate travelling. It's such an energy drainer.

2 buses to school, & then after classes, 2 buses back home to put down some stuff. Got caught in the rain. Fab. So I had to shower again.

Took a bus to tuition & ended at 6.30 in a bad mood because Nicholas gave me 'policemans' in his compo.

Took a bus back to Bukit Panjang so I could take 184 down to school for rehearsals.

After rehearsals ended, it's another 2 buses home.

Why can't I Apparate? WHY?

Another thing, if I obviously don't want to talk to you, don't even try. Why in the first place did I block you? Because I don't want to talk to you, you sick old pervert. Don't come calling me 'your princess' coz' I'll rip out your fucking throat. Or I'll tell on you. This constitutes to harassment. I'm sure your kids will love to know about their sick paedophilic dad.

Not a fantastic mood as you can probably tell. Loads of stuff happened. I'm just plain weary of everything.

I can't wait for the weekend.

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