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Name's Tasha
If you haven't figured it out, I am a girl
I am a 'writer'
'Student'
'Hopeless Romantic'
Where's my chocolate???!!!

A few days with no outside, actual social interaction...I always thought that I would be able to handle being by myself, even for a few hours, now I think otherwise. I'm starting to feel like those people in 'Big Brother'...well, prob the opposite actually.

I went shopping today, by myself. It was an interesting experience to say the least. I walked around DFO twice thinking about what would be the best things to buy. Now I only need the gloves. I've got the scarf, the pretty coat and a knit jacket. Now all I need is the guy to carry my bags;P. I didn't mind walking around by myself but kinda sucks in the sense that I got a teensy bit jealous when I saw couples walking around. I got the 'Jeez-rub-it-in-my-face-why-don't-you?' feeling.

I need proper gal pals here, I reckon. Can't exactly ring up the guys. Don't think they'd be into shopping and the girly stuff, haha.

Oh, i'll end with a true incident that happened on thursday...

Half her face was covered by pink flowers on a blanket. She was mostly asleep, partially dreaming. Her eyes continued to stay close. Then, she heard it. Glass breaking. Like a loud vase crashing when a couple have a huge fight and start throwing things at each other. She turned around and looked at the sink. Could it be the dishes that she left there when she was too tired to wash them? No, nothing suspicious there. She dismissed the thought and went back to send her greetings to Hypnos. A few hours after that she needed to answer nature's call. She rubbed her eyes in the similar style of a toddler waking up after nap time, yawned like the teddy bear back home and in a zombie state made her way to the little cubicle that was her toilet. Her eyes grew wider when she saw that half her cabinet mirror was lying on the floor in pieces. "So much for the broken beer bottle theory..." She did her business, pushed the clear stuff to one side and went to bed. Waking up an hour or 2 later with the unfortunate pleasure of having to clear it up.

Be kind, rude people sucks.

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