I tried not to think about anything today, but it also meant I didn’t do any revision. All I did was numbing myself with the Internet reading people’s diaries, reviews, and the news.

No plane crash. Thank god.

I can’t believe nobody, absolute nobody in the boarding house asked why I was crying yesterday. It’s not like I want their sympathy, but maybe they could at least pretend that they care? Or perhaps they already asked people who knew what happened. I don’t know.

I’m so pathetic. Such an attention-seeking bitch.