the weekend.

Well, it's Sunday morning. 2:something am.
I'm not going to write much.
Today I woke up, went to badminton, and yeah. I hurt both feet, and I broke my best racquet. Darn. It was 100something dollars. It cracked in two places. Then I came home, and napped and stuff. Then, my dad and sister left for Taiwan and my mom took them. I didn't see Stina online at all today. Darn. I hope you had fun though. Well, then I played a little CS and I was going to to college stuff but I left my USB drive at Fullerton, after diligently transfering all the files over. I'm a retard. Oh well, I'm not going to a good college anyways, might as well wait for next August to apply to Mt. Sac. Yeah...today was a...blegh day. Uneventful.

Then, I got my laptop so I could use it in bed.
Then, I cried. And cried. It was...great.

That was my day.
I guess I'll sleep soon.

No song today. Sorry. Not in the mood. Weekends always end up like this. Ruined. Destroyed. Useless.

Bye.

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