I think that I have to officially declare myself crazy, and I'm not joking. Who in the world spends time to daydream about their hair stylists? I do, for the past two or so days. I think it must have been the headache... Just now the pain was so bad, my hands were shaking as I held the test papers. Yep, this week is my exam week, then on Saturday I have to attend one last final briefing before setting off on Sunday. I am really busy this week, I also have to go visit my grandmother before I go, so that I won't regret should anything happen while I'm gone. I also have to go to my Aunt's place on the very same day, and since I had a choice to make, I chose my grandmother's house, simply because I feel more welcomed and at home there. Not that I hate my father's side of the family, but I won't be honest should I say I enjoy spending time with them. They never seem to make time for us anyway, so I don't see the reason why I should spare some of my precious time for them. I know, I sound like a heartless bitch, and I don't deny that sometimes I am, but on the whole, I'm just a crazy person(who likes her hairstylist) who just wants to feel all warm and fuzzy inside...
LeO TaN.7:01 AM
. ___thinking of you every min