#397.
Broke my daily blogging ritual yesterday, when I didn't post due to dentist, and then dad's lack of speedy internet.

Either way, I'm here now. This morning, had Vietschool, as per usual. G ended up being really bitchy to me all day, Idk why but it really did make me want to punch him in the face. T was nice as usual, so was H, defending me against G and all. Heard that S's guy is actually a year ten, which weirded me out.

Okay, this name dropping is stupid, so whatever. It's quite sunny now, despite the frostiness this morning, and last night. Yesterday night was so cold I had to drag out my woolly and put it on under my quilt. And talking to A last night was lovely too, he said he'd come visit me at work some time. :) I left dad's at about three thirty today, coming home with this insane craving to go out, but no one was replying my text messages and the people who were, were going out or too lazy to come out. So I gave up and decided on cleaning my closet out. It's unorthodoxly neat now, and I am quite content with myself.

+ I am so sick and I miss you so much. Your txt this morning completely made my morning, and all those words describing Sydney's fish market were lovely too. Cannot wait until your return. x.

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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