MOTHER.

i am my mothers slave.

but, shopping is fun. sigh.. its been a tough couple of days, but hey shes going to be really busy within the next month when shes back in singapore. i went to gilroy with her the other day and i swear my legs have never hurt this effing much. driving is well.. not as fun as i wanted it to be ( i mean i knew it would suck, but i was hoping it wouldve been a bit more fun) but.. i honestly dont believe im that bad of a driver.. im decent. i think. no actually, i know. i just realized the post below was super innapropriate for a sunday, i went to church for the first time in a bout a month! it felt pretty good. nicolette/addy (my car) needs a little trashcan, ive been searching all over for one but i guess america is not asia. im getting my moms friend to bring one over from singapore! i know.. a little ridic. but. i think itll be worth it. random. shit. i ate blueberries and blackberries and madelines and my moms indonesian food pretty much all week. its nice having a mother, i dont know how sad ill be when shes gone though.

my room is clean. im getting sleepy.
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