well, i just had a week of those days.
like i never meant for such things to happen.
and it HAS to happen.
for instance, band always gives me "good" luck.
and of all the times i had to get sick, it was on a beautiful, beautiful friday. yesterday.
oh don't worry i'm pretty ok now.
i'm just banned from going out.
that's pretty ok with me, seeing that the only thing my mom lets me eat(porridge) doesn't give me any energy to last through the trip to expo.
and i actually have band today. one of the few days i actually LOOK FORWARD to go to band. i even wanted to rollerblade to school.
you know, sort of warm up a little.
but yea. whatever.
and my homework is piling and piling and piling again. chicken feet lah. NOT.
that guilty feeling is coming back. its intensifying.
everytime i fall, i seem to drag people down with me.
not that i want to.
i mean, who would?
