the fact that it ends.

i swear, i swear, I SWEAR!
i swear this is the worst week of my life.
thanks for the persents, thanks for the wishes.

don't be shocked if you see me dead, i'm serious.
the murderer must be my dad.
i'm praying as hard as i can so my dad would never find out.

ohmygod, i don't want it to end.
not like this.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.i'm sorry.
ireallyam.

goodbye, zaijian, sayonara.
well, this sucks.
it really do.
half an hour. talking to my mother. ABOUT ME. FUCK.