i dont think i should elaborate about how fucked up i felt during work just now.
my perceptions of certain people begin to change, and im glad for that.

more shit later on, and what the hell - its a saturday.

thank you for picking me up, although you had to wait for almost an hour outside the store.
i couldnt stop talking to you. well actually..

we couldnt stop gossiping. ten points for that!