Things seem a bit different now. It's always like this after we haven't spoken for like two weeks. But maybe it's just me, being paranoid. Worrying too much. Because somehow, it always goes back to normal in the end, doesn't it? If only you weren't so...busy. Or if you showed that you cared more. I think we need a phone call.
Just came back from dance practice at Gwen's house about an hour ago. We've got most of our choreography down pat, except for one part. And I learnt one move for the class over the phone. How cool is that? Hahah.
Results are all back and they kinda suck. I'm just relieved for some subjects. I didn't fail my long essay. Still somehow managed to get my A1. (: And I passed Math and Chinese. I got Bs. That totally made my day on Thursday. Hopefully I get into one of the classes I want next year.
Anyway, I need a shower. I stink.