Spending my holiday in a jail.....T.T

wat the f......
how boring my holiday is...
you force me to fly to selangor...
ok i follow.....
but why can't you tell me when is our flight
and when we come back....
do you know how embaress i am...
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haiz....
now...i am living in a jail....
..nonono..better use the word"hell" to replace "jail"....
I AM LIVING IN HELL!!!!
do you know what is the feel...
two day din talk....just sitting beside my dad and try to understand those i dun understand de language(hokkien)....
but at the end.....inside my brain still blank....
sleep eat sleep eat then sleep again....
no ball to play....no people to talk to....no internet(lucky cai got)....
haiz.....
if not the phone....sure i will become the a stone....
haiz.....
CONCLUSION=
my holiday is damn boring.....i miss all my friend....jv, jk, sharon, jeanie, mic, and many many.....