Friday when Alex, Tyusha, and I went to the mall to get Nikki's bday present, I bought a.... ummm..... cute blank book with lines on the inside. Tyusha and Alex saw through the bag and thought it was a diary. But it's not. It's a cute blank book with lines on the inside. That I happen to write in.
I like writing in it :) I can write stuff that's too personal to put on the blog and stuff. It's like therapy in a book. But it's not a diary. Seriously. And i think it's easier to keep writing in it than it is to make blog entries. The act of writing words on paper is nice :)
I RAN TODAY! Only cuz my dad decided to get pizza for dinner T___T, but still.
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