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Thursday, November 11, 2010
Chapter 138:
at 23:22

I'm very touched by my mom for being so supportive of me during the A levels.
(I type until I feel like crying. :/)

She cooked for me before my Chemistry paper.
You see, she usually listens to the radio while doing it.
She adjusted it to a minimum level to not disturb me.

She ironed my uniform yesterday night and today night, 'cause after returning home yesterday, I told her I was very ultimately exhausted.
& left a note telling me my uniform was ironed.

When I came home yesterday, inquiring whether there's soup to drink, she gave me her bowl, 'cause it was the last bowl left.

It may appear very irrelevant and stuff, but I just need to note it down.
This is evidence of my mom loving me, through actions and not words.

& a reminder to myself, to stop being an asshole to her next time.

I love you mommy, though I know I'll never say it to you face to face.
But just wanted to say it.

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Stress amplifies emotions I feel by ten-fold.
GRAH.
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