A Love Letter For You

Dear you (you know who you are),


I can't make it tomorrow, I'm deeply sorry :(
There are a few reasons for it, and I hope you could understand.
First of all, my pocket is absolutely dry, like a vacuum cleaner's been living there every time I go out shopping. Blame the bookshop, blame Aimee Bender and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle for writing books that pulled me like magnets. And I don't feel right to ask my parents for money.
Second of, I feel awkward to ask permission to go out just after chilling out on Sunday. I blame my unsettling guilt. :'(

But my biggest problem is the big black hole in my pocket. T.T
I hope you'd all have fun tomorrow. Please forgive me, I'll try to make it next time, and I'll save more cash by then. 


Love,
Syatrah

Send my regards to Shikin, Mun, Manza, Hazman, and the other lovely people there :)