had such a bad night on wednesday. so much for my life motto.
thank goodness for great friends and a wroof to lean on (':

got home around 3pm on thursday and luckily the parents didn't notice anything. actually, i'm quite amazed by my ability to act extremely normal around them. when the mother called at 9 in the morning to check my whereabouts, i very calmly lied told her i was going for breakfast with friends from jc even though the back of my head felt like it was caving in and every step felt like i was treading on spikes.
used concealer on the numerous bruises i obtained over the night before i went home. my legs are so scarred and bruised now ):
opened the door to find the mother sitting at the dining table, and i very cheerfully exclaimed "HELLO MOTHER!" while my heart rate increased exponentially. nothing much happened anyway. continued with my pack of lies, bathed and died on the bed.