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♥ Thursday, October 9, 2008
9:09 AM

BORED?

saddd . dunno wht to do meaningful today /: as in, fun things like hangout OUTSIDE of this boring house tht provides only - assessment books ( horrors ), computer ( my eyesight ?!), tee-vee (kiddy shows?!) etc. I don't mind reading Breaking Dawn, but i dont expect to read it the whole damn day .__. haizzz, i don't mind going to school on these type of days lo. Or go librart, be a nerd for a few hours isn't that bad. Do a few math sums wouldn't that sinful on such an after-exams period - not! Why would anyone do any sums TODAY . when u just had your math exam a few days ago? -.- whatever, okay, i either paint something , but i don't feel like it. I can watch tee-vee, but now it will probably be some stupid childish kiddy show i used to like long time ago, "Hi-5", or some stupid adults doing stupid children/infants things, just for the sake of money. That reminds me, there's something going on right about money? Something ... okay, i don't bother to find out. layyyyy-zee. Zzzz, this sucks . On days like these, it sucks being a thirteen-year-old. ohoh! write a song ? That's just right. I will right about my feelings now - stuck at home , bored bored bored. (: yayy! now got something to do! :D now enjoy my half-written story!






The Other Half of Me
A story by Nicole L.


Terra

Chapter One : Heaven



Blog entry #100 14/02/07
Hello readers. It is Terra again, back to blog about today(: ooh, it’s Valentine’s Day today! Everyone of you girls must be getting all sorts of love cards rite? Ha ha. Unfortunately, I didn’t get any, or I would write every word here now, LOL. OMG? Valerie told me tht she got a card from Mark Lee?! That’s so eew! He’s the biggest, grossest NERD in rose high ._. Poor Val. Well, school was fine, and boring. Just the usual. Mum was nagging as usual, mostly scolding me about Gigi, who peeed on her bed. HA HA, Gigi’s the best! She’s the best puppy in the WWWorld! But, something was unusual today. Dad wasn’t his cheerful mood today, grumbling about some anniversary ?? well, adults stupid stuff. Figures maybe it’s his “I-won-nothing” anniversary from last year’s lucky draw, which he thot that he had won a million dollars. Ended up winning the brand-“Million Dollars” cupcakes. Lol rite? It tasted real horrible, though. No, wait there was something much more weird about today. Dad, after choking down his eggs and ham and gulping down hot coffee, dashed out of the house in cold sweat. Weird much? Sigh, maybe it’s parents behaviour disorder? Too much of Terra Fang?HA HA. I don’t know how to describe today, it’s like I left something behind, somewhere far. My chest also kinda ached, as if my heart was torn into half.. and that half was missing. With someone. OMG? Is something wrong with me? Really, Terra, the Valentine’s Day bug is bugging you real hard. HA HA, see you!:D
Love,
Terra.
(Oh, and please post ur comments!Love ya all!)


After I posted the blog entry, a strange feeling swept through me. A sense of loss, with a tinge of sadness caught me unexpected and I started sobbing uncontrollably. I grabbed the table for support as I gasped for air. I didn’t remember when was the last time I had an asthma attack but this was really ironic; especially because of what the day was. I fell onto the floor, and my body made a loud thud on the polished floor. Mum was surprisingly beside me when I fell.


“Darling!”