Rush rush rush.

So many things to do.

Yesterday i had a lotta individual yam cha sessions.

Heard friends tell sad stories. Regarding work, business, love and other things that holds one’s life together.

Hearing people’s problems *do* affect me somewhat. I get all depressed and stoned knowing they’re in a shithole and i can’t help them, besides listening.

I have exactly 13 minutes to get ready for lunch with Adam.

He was the first boy i made out with, haha…

I hung out my laundry yesterday thinking to myself, “yay, it will all be dry by the time i come home from college” It has been SO FREaKING hot the past week. And on the VERY DAY i decide to leave my clothes hanging outside, it HAS TO RAIN.

Not once.

Not twice.

BUT THREE BLOODY TIMES!!! IN A DAY! what the hell… *curses her luck*

oh damn. Now i have 11 minutes to get ready.

*scampers off*

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