I feel it's quite depressing to eat supermarket-bought chicken while knowing your boyfriend has marinated his own wonderfully delicious chicken chops and is probably barbecuing it right now for people at a party, which you can't go for.
The last of the "hell Tuesdays" have ended!! Cannot be any more relieved. An 8am to 8pm school day is madness. Ending at 8pm for three days in a row for one semester is enough to kill. Lost another kg since the beginning of this semester. Only one but better than nothing!
I miss you. A lot.
I sometimes wonder if I'm on your mind. You were on mine the whole day.
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