Change. I'm getting really sick of my room. Maybe because it has built in furniture. I should have chosen the other room instead but now it's been taken by my tenant. NOOOO.
I need new clothes, new colours, new jeans. Mix & match's getting old. Oh, and not forgetting a watch. Shoes too.
Zesty Roselle's gotta be my new favourite from Aunty Anne's. Try it.
Got strings from Han for my guitar but I can't change them myself, last time I tried, I screwed up real bad and those were good strings. This has to wait.
My right contact lense went into the back of my eye while I was rubbing it in the temple earlier today. It stayed in there for a good 20 minutes before I rolled my eye enough to get it out. Not cool. Especially when mom got all panicky. She was repeatedly asking if I wanted to go home or just carry on heading to Parkway for lunch. Just imagine, high pitch on repeat over and over and over again. Oh mom.
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