ALOT of mosquitoes..gosh.. my legs all itchy..
bud nw nt alr..coz nvr scratch..
i even accidentaly touched a spider.. it was sharp..
im went on my skin n i felt smting...i swept it away quickly,nt noeing
it was a spider..n while i swept it away, my thumb hurts..
it fell dwn n i was it was a spider..
trip was ok.. got an air plant frm there..
th ting no nid soil to grow..juz put water can alr...
went bck skul to go 4 th talk..i dn wan go sia..
coz i noe its gonna b full of rubbish..n th pics r disgusting...
went bck hm n thn did th usual things...
read th mummy,come hm bk..
super sad sia.. especially th conversation between th son n th mum..
i actually cried..yeah...
th mum was somehow forced into prositution...
n was separated frm her children..
here's a piece of it since ive gt nth to do :
'hello?' a child voice as th phone picked up.
'sasha?' (her 1st son) 'its mamma here'
'mamma?'
'yes darling, its me.' i could hear shouts at th back.'is tht Luda?' (her 3rd daughter)
'yes.she's playing outside.where have you been,mamma?'
'i've been working darling. im sorryi havent phoned you.ive been busy.'
'whn r u coming hm? will u b thr 4 new yr?'
'idk sasha.'
'bud i want u 2 come hm mamma.'
'i will darling.as soon as i can.' i held my tears.'darling,i must go nw.i dn hav enuf money to talk for long.'
'bud will u call again?'
'of course.nxt weekend.'
'ily mamma.'
ilyt'
thts all.. thrs another 1.. more sad.. bud lazy to type...
n thts all thn..
