It wasn't exactly the ideal way which a friday night should be spent.

When I got home and updated the previous entry, I was crying already. But I kept rubbing off those tears for fear that my parents will know of it, I don't want them to worry for me. Then when dad chatted with me, he asked why my eyes were so red and if I just cried. I had to come up with the excuse that something got into my eyes and the red-ness was due to the continuous rubbing.

I can't remember what time I got to sleep last night. All I remember is that before I fell asleep, I held a piece of tissue in my hand, dabbing off my tears....

Shayna sang @ 8:23 AM

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