20/09/15
Dear Primavera,
When I woke up this morning, my mum asked for today's date.
"It's the nineteenth," I answered.
"No. It's the twentieth. Yesterday was the nineteenth," responded Dad.
Primavera, how in the world is it the twentieth day of September today? Time passes as quickly as light travels. It astonishes me.
This afternoon Anjeline, Ophelia and I were supposed to shoot our short film for English. I had to clean up the entire house along with the help of Dad. As the clock ticked one p.m., the time when we begin filming, none of them showed up! However, Anjeline notified me this morning, but Ophelia didn't. I waited a little bit longer than 1 p.m., but once the clock hit two p.m., three p.m., four p.m., Ophelia didn't show up without calling me or contacting me in any way. At this point I grew a little tense and worried. The project is due this Wednesday, and now I feel hopeless. Plus, this project is worth 20% of our overall English grade. Hopefully both of them can show up on Tuesday, our last day for filming.
Yours sincerely,
An overwhelmed student who is sincerely exhausted.
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