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I'm so nervous right now. I've just had to sit with my hands between my legs to stop them from shaking so aggressively. I have school tomorrow. Today I had a revision lesson at school, but not many people showed up so It was okay. Lauren, did turn up however, and she seemed a bit off with me, which is weird, as I should be the one not talking to her. I'm not even bothered, what I'm bothered about is the fact that tomorrow most of my friends are probably going to be fake/awkward around me and I'm going to have to put up with it. I just can't deal with it. I feel like crying because I don't want to go. I'd do anything to not go, honestly. I can't. I want to be ill. I really don't want to go. This isn't just a case of not wanting the holidays to be over, just the thought of being in school makes me want to burst into tears and cry. I can't do it, I really don't want to. I'm hoping to find an excuse within the next few hours so that I can stay home. I'll do anything. Also, I signed up for wattpad and have been posting one of my old stories on there. The reason I'm posting one of my old stories is because I don't really want one of my good ones to get stolen. I'm quite enjoying it so far though, I've never ever shared any of my stories with anyone. Anyway, I'll probably write tomorrow about how shit my day was.
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