Tomorrow, it will be. Tomorrow, marks the end. Or the beginning, either way. Shit. I hope I do wardening fine, like i don't trip over anyone's legs or I don't face any bastards who give the attitude face when I hand the thing to them. Now I'm getting really really really scared. Maybe I should just keep it all to myself. I guess it's good to believe and just get tomorrow over and done with. Anyway I'll be away from the 17th to the 21st of November in Genting. But I'm really not excited at all. And I feel bad cause Christine's like all up and about wanting to pack and leave immediately but I don't match her energy level. And daddy will be disappointed. Hahaha but anyway I was really happy a few nights ago due to something. (: It wasn't exactly a good or bad thing but at least it was something. Yay :D The first time I totally missed it but then the second time I took it out I saw it. Hahaha but the excitement has totally died down, sad. Allysa you cannot be sad! Haha what you did that day was totally cool, haha. Retard was soooo scared of us after that. Chicken backside! 8)

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