not one of my better days

Today was kinda stressful for me.

Not such a good day.

I did have a mini breakdown after the entire room cleaning I did because I was just so frustrated with everything going on and what people were saying and what was happening to make them say that.

A short call to the squish sorted me out.

After dinner, my mahm and I were washing the poor stuffed animals in my room. Mahm gave them voices and pretended to down them.

She enjoyed every second of it.

That considerably lightened my mood and I'm really glad that the yelling stopped there.

Then the internet died before I could post this.

The end.

omg, dude, you're such a blender

I've decided to dedicate this post to how much I hate the word 'shit'.

Mostly I think it just really sounds bad as a word. There is no way that anyone can say it and continue looking/sounding remotely attractive.

I came to this conclusion today in the middle of the ruckus that is KE. The new intake kids tend to swear after every other word. It's funny. Then annoying. Then stupid. They don't sound educated at all.

SIGH.

In school, I'm trying to insert the word 'blender' into natural conversation because it is much less obscene than any other swear word you can think of.
Because it isn't a swear word.

Cheryl started this during the blender incident with the truck. Haha. Jit had been my accomplice in this task.
So far, we are doing very very well.

I feel like a clever rabbit.

In other news, people really do pay for convenience.
I chose the expensiver (notaword) stuff store over the cheaper option of Shell. It's just across the road. Well, a bit further.

But I couldn't be bothered.

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Yesterday, I saved a man from a noodle avalanche.

I was in Jaya Grocer and he was pulling a pack of noodles off the shelf he was alone and carrying a fully loaded basket with his other hand. Whatever he did cased the noodles to fall off and though he caught everything, he couldn't put it back up himself.

I saw this from the opposite side of the aisle and RAN over to him to help him put everything back up.

He thanked me.

I felt like a super hero.

HOPE YOU ARE WELL.

:)

my internet is tempramental

it hates me and refuses to work properly.

Also, my phone is stupid.

This is my suspension post until the next one comes in later. I'm busy cleaning my room at the moment.

Okaybai.

the book of rooms

Hello.

There is a little brown notebook that I carry with me to school. It's called the book of rooms. I'm trying to pass it around so people can doodle in it to have some fun. I doodle in it too.

The first question people ask is why it's called the book of rooms.

There are two answers to that question. The first is a waffly answer that I think is super fun to expand on and the second is closer to the truth.

a) Each page will have something different on it. That something different represents a room in the doodler's mind. Also, each page provides room for whatever doodles one should choose.

b) It sounds cool.

I'd love to show you pictures and stuff and stuff, but I'm SO tired.

AND I promised someone I'd sleep earlyish tonight.

So I'll see you soon.

Night,

:)