A sleep-deprived being who doesn’t know how to comb her hair. Just another typical cat, making records of her troubles, stating her disillusionment about the society, giving out moronic thoughts over the most insignificant things and some of a hundred everyday menaces. And yes, cats do these.

These are the proofs of my crime, the truth behind my every lie.

(^._.^)

Claire. Had seen no more than nineteen summers.

 

  P.S.

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" - Phil. 4:13

P.S. II

I tend to make "P.S." and I don't know why. I just do.

P.S. III

See?

P.S. IV

And um, meow?

The high’s and low’s

Low’s

I woke up around 6 am, believing it was 6 am, and too late to realize the clock was broken and it was really 8 am.

My cellphone was missing.

I woke up and it’s already raining. The sky was so dark.

I was late for my 9am seminar

My umbrella was missing!

I used the gigantic umbrella available.

I went through the swarm of people in NBI.

The umbrella broke because of them.

I went to school drenched with rain.

Went to shopping center to print my assignment. The shopkeeper charged me her mistakes. HER mistakes.

I bought an umbrella.

The rain stopped. GREAT. Just as when…


High’s

Received lovely messages. Stop it you guise :)

I got chocolates for breakfast.

My girl crush talked to me.

Saw a Haruki Murakami book in the college library.

Went to my godmother’s office and saw her oh-so-cute baby.

My godmother asked me if I ever tried smelling my nose. I don’t know. It made me crazy.

She treated me some food.

The sun was shining again! I took pictures around the campus again.

I bought spicy noodles.

I’m eating it right now. All for myself.


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