The fifth day of Christmas

Good morning VIETNAM! Just kidding, it's from a movie. You wouldn't get it Mr diary. Today's present looks a little ..different. The other ones had this nice red and green wrapping paper, but this one is wrapped in a boring brown paper. It's got my name on it though. Maybe they just failed to meet the demand and got caught lacking in the wrapping department, who knows?

Anyways. I'll let you know how it went once I've opened it ^^.

HA HA HA. Really fucking funny Brett. I opened the gift and it blew up in my face! It was a God damned glitter bomb! A magical~ glitter bomb.. It stuck to my skin and gave me this really weird tan. I wouldn't be THAT opposed to it, but pair it with my hair and I look like some beach bimbo. I can't go out looking like this?? Gah. There was no note, no nothing. Just the thing. He probably sent it, KNOWING that I'd ask him to reverse it later. Or maybe he thought I'd keep it. Truth be told, it does look good. He probably didn't anticipate that I'd mess up the shampoo bottle and be stuck as a blonde.

Whatever, at least I can send him some more pictures. I'll add one of them here for the diary. Keep good care of it! :)

Haha! He said I reminded him of an anime character in one of the shows he watches. something about muscles? I don't know, I never watch that stuff..

It's not that bad in this lighting, but I promise, it's REALLY noticeable IRL. That's in-real-life Mr diary. You wouldn't know what that is, haha! Anyhow, I'll be doing some yoga, and then head to school. I'll talk to you later!

This is bad. THIS IS REALLY BAD! I did my yoga, really good, whatever. I then got dressed and went to school. I sat down to read. I managed to read for like forty five minutes, an hour tops! Then out of nowhere; I suddenly feel really bad. Like I'll suffocate if I stay at school. It's just as I feared. I started to stress about my exams and the charm wouldn't let me, so I just LEFT. I haven't been able to even pick up a book since I got home. I'VE GOT AN EXAM ON THURSDAY FOR FUCK SAKE! At this pace I'll get maybe two more hours of reading in before then. I just hope I don't have to leave MID-EXAM, I'd be completely SCREWED! I don't think I can report to you anymore Mr diary. I have to sit down and think. I'll see you tomorrow..