40km cycling was horrible. what an awful day. aching everywhere. pretending to not care was @*@#&*$(P. and it seems that i am the only one affected. now my head is hurting. stuff keep flooding my mind. i can't forget the cat that was knocked down by the car today. should have listened to the biking uncle and don't look to the right. it's bloody. and there's like flesh. typing this while i'm crying. this sucks. i can't forget the image at all. at all. but thanks to all the shortcuts we managed to not finish last.

books are like escape routes for me. i enter their world to run away from mine. welcome to hogwarts. harry potter is my friend and you are voldemort.