I got up today feeling really abnormal. Ok maybe not abnormal my instincts told me something happened. And i ate my breakfast and got into the car. Someone rang my father's phone in the car and he started crying. And i was like oh what happened? Then he explained to me. I was so reluctant to accept the fact. I was really really reluctant. And i was too shocked to say a single word. How can this happen? My heart was shattered into a million pieces by then when i reached sch. So i was at sch, trying to hide the shattered me. So during self revision, i tried my outmost best to put things aside. So i decided to accompany amanda to count the no. of hearts she actually folded. 425 in total. So many huh~ Recess was kinda ok. Maths was passing really slowly, english too. Bio was amusing? Mrs phua and her funny teaching. The last two periods i spent it with care. SLEEP. Lunched and went for public speaking competition. Was alright but the results were unexpected. Stayed back in school for a while. Ate in the canteen and then went up to class. Wanted to pour out what exactly happened but i didnt in the end. So i went home.
Im wearing white shirt, black pants. Guess where am i going? This will ans your question to what exactly happened this morning.