'Sha shaaaaaaaaa~time to wake upppppp!!!!' She broke into my room, forcibly pulled me to the edge of my bed...'omg....wait....T___T can I sleep a little bit longer..' I moved back to where my original spot was, she then lied next to me and scratched my back like what I did to her when she was sick before lol
Didn't get to do much in the arvo because I was attracted to a new show called super orator.
After dinner, mum was trying to clean my wallet and has found a bunch of cards placed in different sections...she asked me to take them all out, I claimed they are my status symbols. You know, having no cards in your wallet just incredibly seems so odd..She ridiculed my magnificent kiddish thought, pointing at my library card and uni societies' membership cards and laughed...Library card? a status symbol? Then she made me laugh as well. Her irony has hinted me that I've got no credit cards or any sort of bank cards >.>
But yes...we laughed at that for half an hour, I didn't even know what was so funny about it but we just laughed...As we continued, stopped and caught our breath, she was picking several bags for tomorrow so we can shop again. Once she mentioned about last time each of us carried at least three bags each hand, she described us as refugees escaping from a village and she won't allow this happen again, such a description generated laughter soon after she said it...It seemingly had no finish line to our unknown happiness during that time....
Anyways the bf came back at that time, I talked to his stalker today. I wouldn't call it a conversation because she just asked me to ask him if she can borrow his physics textbook... Though I didn't quite get why he doesn't allow her to borrow~meehhhh none of my business anyways...He's been quite busy for the entire night since he came back, movies then checking mails, shower for so long, came back and it was bed time already...Alright then, busy right? I know what to do then, lucky I will be busy these days too and even luckier, I am not getting myself attached to any particular person..
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