Wrote a letter to my grandparents.
Kind of hard to find enough things to say.
When I read it over again, it seems like every sentence is completely irrelevant to the previous.
It is just a bunch of random topics streamed together.

To make up for this crap letter, I drew tons of pictures and doodles around the edges.
I had almost forgotten how much I love doodling.

And how much fun crayons are to draw with.
Except they really do make huge lines. I had to switch to pen for details.



I really don't mind shopping by myself.
I still have a lot of fun.
And I don't need feel bad when I take a long time in the changing room.


Also there is this bar of chocolate.
I have had it for 2 days but I still have not eaten it.
Weird.

I felt like I didn't have much fun during reading break.
So I went on a shopping spree today.

I spent $30 at La Senza, $21 at Garage, and $40 at Bluenotes.
I love Bluenotes.
And then I also ate lunch, so I spent $100 in roughly 3 hours.

Which made me feel kind of guilty...

But then when I peek into the shopping bags I feel pretty happy.

It is the natural balance of shopping.


One of the shirts I got says "I *heart*Bags and Boys".
Except the heart is made of those recycling arrows... Like the recycling sign...
So it is kinda like, "I recycle Bags and Boys"...

Mayhaps I will wear the shirt when Farhad is not around...

Went to Karaoke (K-Mix) yesterday with Erica and broke my 4 hour all-you-can-sing record!
It is now 5 hours (consisting of 2 people).

I mean to take more pictures nowadays, but for some reason it's not happening.
This may be due to the fact that I have a camera with the battery life of a millisecond.
Or, it may be due to the fact that I am lazy and forgetful.

Besides, even the pictures that I HAVE taken seem to find a semi-permanent residence in my camera.
I upload pictures roughly every 5 centuries.


Watched "Push" with my sister on Monday.

Me: "I wanna watch that movie called Push."
Sister: "I haven't heard of it. What's it about?"
Me: "Bunches of supernatural people. Trying to save a girl."
Sister: "Oh."
Me: "But I wanna see it because that really famous child actress that I like a lot is in there."
Sister: "Oh."
Me: "She's really famous... Her name is um... something... Fanny?"
Sister: "... Dakota Fanning! FannING! FannING! Not Fanny!"
Me: "Oh... right. Anyway, I really like her."