on 24th november 2005, rosanne cried once before her exam and cried again after her paper. never in her life she felt her world crumbling down bcos of damn exams.
BUT i realised ive got so many ppl around me who would be there for me.im so thankful im staying in sheares.cant imagine going home and cooping myself up in my rm while bawling my eyes out.
ALTHOUGH i have my daddy and my mummy at home.yesterday they brought my blankie and food for me.i cried like a mofo when:
mummy:i couldnt sleep last night. me:huh?how come? mummy:i thought of you shivering in hall. me:*SOBS LIKE AN INSANE WOMAN
all these happened at the entrance of sheares hall.how embarrassing.
they wanted to bring me out for dinner last night.but i had freakingidioticirritatingorgchem ppr today.so i told my dad that i couldnt go cos i was having a tough ppr the next day.so he sent me a sms today.
dad: how was ur tough ppr? me:two words-die already. dad:YOU WILL LIVE TO FIGHT ANOTHER DAY.
i dont think i ever told my parents how much i love them.i should.
even though i know i might dabao that mod.im so thankful. : )
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9:50 PM
me ai em rosanne//ennasor personal fiddles glares of the scorching sun.warmth of the oceanic waves.touch of the sand.smell of mud n field.odd-shaped rugby ball.pool dips.
