#429.
Again, yesterday work, today work.
Nothing entirely interesting to say about much of anything, really. Today and yesterday, the people on shift with me just work. H, H and the usual Taiwan all work together well and make it funny too. I actually kind of like working with them, it's fun. Even more so without my mother around frantically yelling out things and poking stuff and ugh. I know she's stressed, but that's hardly an excuse for being a big contageous rage ball.

Talking to J does bring back a flood of nostalgia. Just now he apologised for what he 'put me through last year' and the thought is nice, but the reality is I don't want his apology, and I don't care for it. My theory is, if weren't for every small and insignificant thing that's happened up til this point, I wouldn't have what I should be so grateful for now. I wouldn't change my past, so I don't need it to apologise to me. Thanks for the thought tho, kiddo. Haha!

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)
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