Grandpa's shifted to another ward. 'Cause he kept shouting weird stuff, making loads of noise. Now he's alone in the ward...
School's boring. Look at the time now, gosh, I need to sleep... but I can't seem to sleep. Feel like vomiting though. Intensive mother tongue is killing me. RAH.
What's wrong with me?! Rawr. Checking of scripts...gonna die when I get back my results. I'm gonna fail many subjects. Seriously. Don't know how I'm gonna show the report book to my parents. I should just jump down the building and die.
Bye.
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