You know there's something seriously wrong with the world when you see people bidding past $5k for a piece of paper of a girl holding a phone. So if I print pieces of paper of me holding a phone will I never have to work for the rest of my life? Or why not donate the money to a better cause like The Wendy Foundation.
I think my sister wants me to fail uni. Bringing home dramas does not help considering that she knows I literally take years to finish one. So I think I'll be staying in uni for a while. Unlike her I can't watch a dramas in 3 days.
I think the postman is going to become best friends with my house. At least once every week a white van pops to the front on our house at 7:30am and the postman comes with a box or tube, rings the door bell and goes 'Good morning." Every. Single. Time. You'd think there would be some variation but unfortunately not. I think it's driving my mum crazy.
Mum: "Good morning, good morning. Every day I hear good morning! Next time you go pick it up. I'm not answering the door bell anymore."
Next time I'm going to say "Good night to you too" just to brighten up the postman's day.
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