Sales sign tags are floating around me like the smell of freshly baked cookies, absolutely heavenly but I am unable to touch it. ):
I am learning to try and save some cash in the bank. And the sales tags are tempting me to do otherwise. SIGH ):
But I will prevail, somehow.
My bf had abandoned me today for the greater good, and I was left alone to fend off those annoying tags. So what is a girl got to do, but to hide herself in the library and get swept away into the plots and stories of the wonderful books for a glorious 2 and half hours, before I decided to retire and have my only meal of the day (: I am so proud of myself.
BREAKFAST, LUNCH and DINNER combined (: I shall call it Brunchner (:
Sigh, I am growing in size and lacking of muscle. I need to whip out those barney running shoes into good use. For I am heading back to dance and complete all my syllabus, which I regrettably abandon during my Lasalle days.