It is tough being unwillingly contrary. When a little guy seizes up inside you and makes all those chemicals in your blood system go a little haywire because you decide to start work just at the point when everyone else is beginning to relax. And their happiness jars on your efforts to concentrate and be productive because they are not. And then I'm stuck in my room without water because i don't want to pluck off my headphones and venture into happyland. sigh.
In happier news, I am a proud owner of a brightly multi-coloured drapey-ly cute beanie hat thingy which I have been assured by Crystal does not sound at all exciting.
Cloudy Boracay
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