time goes by
Ah, I'm truly great at wasting my time.
Do we have an Olympic team for this kind of sport? I'd so win a gold medal.
Sadly, we don't.
That's why I'm typing something meaningless again.
I've been waiting for a phone call the whole day. They promised to call at twelve. But then probably decided to let me sleep more - and called at six pm instead. That was so kind of you, I'm deeply touched. I'm touched even deeper (if that's possible) by the fact they gave me a new telephone number to call. Way to spend the next day. Beware, MTS. I'm prepared.
Killing my cell phone with murderous stares, I shared some beautiful fangirl moments with Usagi-chan (both of us fell in love with the new Laruku PV), received a nice letter from Celga.com (aww, my Paris Photobook, I'm waitiiing *_*), booked my happy-one-hour-of-horse-riding and explained where to buy a USB-adaptor (made in China) to the person I'd been struggling to meet at the Paris concert. In the end, we found each other, were together for, like, ten minutes - and then got lost in the crowd. Come to think of it, that's just how my life is. I spend lots of time and energy only to see everything crumbling before my eyes.
Um. Whatever.
They make me happy.
As for my failures... I'll just try again. That's my second special talent.
Do we have an Olympic team for this kind of sport? I'd so win a gold medal.
Sadly, we don't.
That's why I'm typing something meaningless again.
I've been waiting for a phone call the whole day. They promised to call at twelve. But then probably decided to let me sleep more - and called at six pm instead. That was so kind of you, I'm deeply touched. I'm touched even deeper (if that's possible) by the fact they gave me a new telephone number to call. Way to spend the next day. Beware, MTS. I'm prepared.
Killing my cell phone with murderous stares, I shared some beautiful fangirl moments with Usagi-chan (both of us fell in love with the new Laruku PV), received a nice letter from Celga.com (aww, my Paris Photobook, I'm waitiiing *_*), booked my happy-one-hour-of-horse-riding and explained where to buy a USB-adaptor (made in China) to the person I'd been struggling to meet at the Paris concert. In the end, we found each other, were together for, like, ten minutes - and then got lost in the crowd. Come to think of it, that's just how my life is. I spend lots of time and energy only to see everything crumbling before my eyes.
Um. Whatever.
They make me happy.
Click to viewAs for my failures... I'll just try again. That's my second special talent.