Had Eunice back! So glad but too bad no more 100% focus in class like the past two days. Assembly and recess wasn't very fun cause I didn't get to do my "secret job"! Thanks to all those tall people who blocked my view. Why am I so short??!!
School was kinda boring. Didn't get bullied. It was just too lame. I was kinda crazy but oh well I am like that most of the time,so no difference! Nothing much happened so technically this was such a BORING, LAME and SUCKISH day !!
I was so glad when finally it was time to go home and yipee I got to do my "secret job" without even getting caught for like the first time?! I was back in the mood and a smile carved on my face. Then...then...then...saw him passing by at the front and my mind was like "Dang!" and I was so freaking happy but had to hide it so he doesn't notice it. I acted as though I didn't bother he was there! Ergh, that was a torture! Eunice said "He's at the back" and I said "So?" with the not interested look (but in my mind I actually said YES, I know!! Wheeee!! =D ) And I was happy he was at the back instead of being at the front but I was also sad that he was at the back not at the front ( err...better view? xD )
I had to walk fast just to pretend as though I'm not bothered about him but that Eunice is just too slow. I was telling myself "Don't look back -x10" but at one part I had to and when I turned, he was exactly at the back of me, well a few steps away but I had a very CLEAR view of him and we kinda had eye contact. My mind went blank and I was like "Shoot!!" and quickly grabbed that Eunice and turned in front. And the wind was kinda irritating, my hair was flying!
I was in a shock and that's when my worst nightmare came....KELVINE! I almost got a heart-attack...I was at the front, he was few steps at the back and Kel was few paces away and if he saw us together, he would have created chaos. I had to leave so that Kel doesn't embarrass him. I don't mind since I'm used to it but he isn't. Haiz, once again I was just not lucky enough!
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