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I'm pretty sure I aced the RS, and pretty sure I did well on the English.

But. You know those things that you know will happen, and the things that you need to know but don't want to know? Like waiting to hear from a doctor about a terminal illness? Or waiting for exam results that you know you did really badly on? You know there is no light at the end of the tunnel, and you know that there is no hope at all?

So why don't you? Why don't you run away from it? Why don't you not pick up the phone? Why don't you skive? Because you keep hoping for a miracle. Because you KNOW that you will get the wrong end of the stick, but you THINK that you will get the right end. Thoughts and knowledge are different..

You know I told you about someone talking to me about loving me? They completely told me about it today. Details. He's my friend.. and always will be. I will never love him. I will never get butterflies around him. I will always be friends with him. Nothing more, nothing less. Maybe best friends. No more though. Days like these I explode like a firework. I explode, but then I'm colourful. I most of all felt bad, telling him 'I don't agree with going out in Year Six'. What kind of idiot am I!? So I dragged myself through the day, feeling awkward and just downright weird. I don't know what more to say. There is so much to say, yet so little to speak.

xoxo