Turning 17 doesn't mean my mentality will be mature overnight - juvenile.
For the time that I'm quiet/alone I've been thinking about myself. Being easily influenced and affected makes me wonder if I'm me or am I a mere shadow of someone else.
However hard I work to portray a good image of myself will never stop the bubbling thoughts in me.
P/s: Please do not absorb the above paragraph to the extend of fossils forming in your brain.
Febuaray 3rd, I was painting my invitation cards in middle of the night whilst every single family members of mine were asleep.
Mixing colors.
Pink isn't my favorite color. I swear!
Red is.
I was in the I-love-Victoria's-Secret mood when I painted the cards and I think I'm still in that mood.
So the cards turned out like the VS's paper bag.
I got 5 done.
Went to get the paper bags for the goodie bags.
I was too anxious and get all the things at one go only to know that 2 can't make it.
7 slippers.
7 eye shades.
Everything from Cotton On.
Packed.
Mailed.
I'll update soon, like tomorrow?
With love,
ClaireChing.
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