it's terribly hard to walk the talk, isn't it?

I'd like to think that I was slightly possessed for the past few days, hence those strange, befuddled entries. I'm still leading a lackadaisical life.Whoopee!

And I just realized that I lost the backing of one of my earrings. Crap.

Give me a minute.

Okay, I can't find it.
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Me: Where's my sister?
Mum: She's still out.
Me: Oooh! Aren't I the good child? I don't stay out late.
Mum: It's because you're lazy.

I hardly ever hang out in groups. I hate waiting. Waiting for people to arrive at said location, waiting for people to decide a place to eat, waiting for people to decide what to eat yada yada yada.

And I can't do small talk.

Well, I mean I can but it comes out so forced that I just rather keep dumb.
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Oh gawd.

I'm turning anti-social.