I saw my daddy cry, and curse at the wind.
Another day gone and nothing productive is done. What a waste of my life. Finally finished My Sister’s Keeper today, and Sasha, if you’re reading this, I’ll give it back to you ASAP, kay?
Yesterday and today were a torment of endless questions, which answers I could practically spill out with my eyes shut, ears blocked, and tampons up my nose. Okay, no, that was vulgar.
I don’t know why I’m so mean.
I ESS YOU SEE KAY at kawat, so I’ll probably die if I do another stupid mistake. No, Chew Jie, I’m not joget-ing.
Sick, that’s what I am. And cranky, which leads to mean.