Phone call

Self-declared school ended early today so i headed home to have a good rest. Was so damn tired from yesterday that i slept from afternoon till the late evening when mother woke me up via handphone.

And the first sign of life was at 9pm since nobody came home before that. (No wait, Father came back in the afternoon while i was sleeping and i remembered talking gibberish to him when he asked me where i was going.) Luckily i had things to do (i.e nearly setting the kitchen on fire) if not, my mind would be wandering and i'll be spooked out by my own imagination.

Now, i'm going to bed eventhough i feel it's still so damn early but my date's calling me up so i want to snuggle-snuggle while talking to him.

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