
Every school day is bad day. Good thing is that I've completed my coursework for now. A big load off my shoulders. Headed back home right after school.

I hate to be back home. All alone in this room. And within one hour I'm back home, I quarrelled with mum again. Yes, not again. Maybe I shouldn't have come back at all. I am not happy at all. NOT AT ALL.
"December is darkest, in June there's the light.
But this empty bedroom won't make anything right."
But this empty bedroom won't make anything right."
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