I went to grandmother's house and watched TV for 2 hours, all the while sitting on a wooden chair, while the rest were hogging the sofa. I didn't say anything, then went into the guest room to get a mattress to lie on. While I tried to put the mattress nicely, my PHUCKING godmother scolded me just for that la. My mother, who was her sister, agreed with her and I got scolded very badly. I dejectedly went into the guest room and buried myself under the covers and asking myself what went wrong. Then I slept without knowing. When I woke up, my mother asked me how to spell someone's name. Still angry, I ignored her. Then my phucking Godmother came in and said to me that we don't need an arrogant person like you to help. Oh, since I'm arrogant, why would they need my help? I was like thinking, my Godmother keeps getting all the good things and leaving all the not-so-good things for us, and why is my mother siding her? Countless questions flowed through my mind. In the end, I washed my face. I tried plucking up all my courage to tell them I want to go home (This is the first time I'm doing this.). Then, I realized, someone ate my Toblerone chocolate. I asked politely who ate it, and they seemed to deny it, and my uncle said sacarstically that we don't dare to eat your things. My mother butted in too, followed by my father. Instantaneously I felt abandoned. My parents are going against me for something so trivial, and I don't feel like forgiving them ever again. I felt like leaving home. Really. 

When I got home, I felt so peaceful at heart and mind. It felt just... so different. 

Maybe like what someone said, I'm a jinx.

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This IS NOT an essay. It's what happened today. 

After that I watched a little of NDP online, on the NDP's website. There's live webcast there.

Yesterday was 8th August! School had the Connect Singapore event. I rather liked it cause my class got to stand on the road! Woohoo!