As I was still in pain yesterday, I didn't attend school. I decided to sleep till noon as I felt really tired. I woke up, walked to the kitchen and came back to the room, crying. I had no idea why. Why was I crying? Is it because I miss love? Is it because I'm stressed out? No, definitely not PMS. Jim says maybe it's the post syndrome. Tsk. Fancy a boy telling me that.

When I received a call from love yesterday, I stared at the phone for a minute. I couldn't believe he was actually calling me. I answered the call, almost at the verge of tears. Maybe I miss him. Maybe. It suddenly struck me when he asked, "do you miss me?". I was speechless. Pfft.

I wish my parents have alot of money so that they can send me for piano, drum and guitar lessons. :D