#420.
School was same ol same ol. Finally got around to completing the Safe@Work poop so now my work experience thingo is worry free. Just note to self to call them up and ask about dress coding and stuff. Cool bananas.

After school, went to see Herms. Like I do sometimes. Watched him do some work for a little. Listened to him fuck around on the guitar for a long time. Showed him my ability to play Blackbird, which is lol as. He said it was good, I deny that though. I tried to sing for him but I just ended up getting all flustered and everything so I couldn't. Shats. And then we spent the rest of the two or so hours just chilling.
Oh and that letter you gave me omg absolute mind blowing I love it so much I'm going to put it somewhere super duper safe so I can read it like ten million kajillion times to myself.

Oh what a creep.

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
I ♥ Phoenix, (500) days of summer, double entendres, unmade beds, autumn, Chopin, syncopated melodies, G7 chords and things that make me feel.

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