Life must be understood backwards, but we often forget that it also must be lived forwards.

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It is Friday! Yeah! Okay, so there is really no significance to this Friday, since I didn’t need to be in school, but I’m still happy. Exams are done, and my favourite subject, English, is starting once again~

Four more workless days, and then it’s back to school. That should be fun~

I should really get my volunteer hours done… but I’m just too lazy. <-epic dedication right there!

Some random things by my friends on Facebook:
Cops never think it’s as funny as you do. They sent me a picture of me speeding, so I sent a picture of a check… so they sent me a picture of handcuffs.
“It’s so simple to be wise. Just think of something stupid to say and say the opposite.”
“A stupid person should keep silent. But if he knew this, he would not be a stupid person.”

Currently: Reading a little, writing a little, and listening to my music…. a little

Reading: The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen (I’ll read cupcake and shrimp eventually….)

Listening to: Oh! by SNSD (My friend D got me addicted…)

Random Writing

Well, this would be under the category of Random Writing, if I could remember what I had wanted to write. I was in math today was thinking of new poems, and I came up with this really good one, and then I was writing notes down at the time, so I wasn’t able to write it down. The first moment I got, I went to write it down, and I totally forgot what I had wanted to write… eh. It’ll come to me eventually.

A few days ago, a friend of mine got me some like body spritz or something at just some random whim, like she does sometimes. I liked the smell, and sprayed it on my hand then put it in my backpack. Today, I was pulling out my books and my back pack smelt oddly of blue freezies, the same smell of that body spritz. I dug through my backpack and found out that the bottle had leaked everywhere… and now, everywhere I go, everything I take out, and every time I go near my backpack, they all smell like blueberries. I think it’s going to make me sick soon. Me + perfume, or scents = major stomach turning.

Currently: Doing Math and breathing in way too much blueberry scent

Reading: Lock and Key by Sarah Dessen (1/4 through…)

Listening to: When Christmas Comes to Town by whoever plays the kids in Polar Express…

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