#433.
I didn't end up blogging yesterday because I went to study instead. AHAH study.

Either way, spent yesterday-- oh wait. I did blog yesterday.
Which means I now have nothing to blog about today. I woke up expecting my brother to take me to work, but he'd already left for uni, so then I called my mum up and she had a bit of a fit at me so I scoured the interwebs for directions to work via public transport. Mission successful. It was quite nice, actually. I might take metro to work more often. Sounds weird but I like taking buses and trains on my own during the daytime.

Work was super slow. And it wasn't interesting until V came in. She pointed at H and was like, is that your boyfriend. I got really creeped out but she thought it was funny. Again, nothing worth retelling interesting happened I left work early and am now cuddled up with my Nintendo 64. Old school. I can't be fucked the rest of this. I wish I had time to just stay home and do nothing. I miss you and it's only been just over twenty four hours since I was last with you. I wish you didn't have a movie night out with your boys so you could talk to me. Hehehe, also so much relief when you said you loved your birthday present, I was fretting. So much. Anyway, over blogging. Goodnight.

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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