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It’s cold. It’s been cold all day. It’s been cold all week. I hate the cold sometimes.

I’m definitely the kind of person who complains. It’s a nasty habit, I’ll admit. I complain about everything. This morning I went to university (just to run some errands and whatnot, and buy a new laptop mouse). I sat down on a couch for a bit with my laptop, and this boy sat on the other end of the couch. It annoyed me because there were other couches around but he had to sit near me. Maybe I was just feeling overwhelmed and that’s why I felt like he was invading my “personal space”, as hilarious and ridiculous as that sounds.

I was so annoyed about it that I actually grumbled to Sebby about the situation. ๐Ÿ˜ง

I’ve also just had a really bad weekend. I’d rather not – well, don’t want to – talk about it.

Today I was considering just dropping quite a few of my websites, since they all seem to be taking so much of my time. But I love them all. It’s just… blergh.

Again, things have been tough at home. I’ve mentioned this quite a few times in the past. The moment everything is alright, it becomes a huge uproar again. I don’t want to go in detail but just as I said, it’s at home – it’s my family. It’s been hard. Times I’ve been banned from the computer and various other things. It leaves me really upset.

I know I shouldn’t feel like there’s anything to live up to here – no one is making me return comments or update. But it, too, has become a habit.

I didn’t like being yelled at by my mum last week. I had so many university assignments to do and the last thing on my mind was definitely chores. I’m making room for them this break – come on. Cut me some slack? ๐Ÿ˜ž

Today I got a new laptop mouse. My dad had many and I wondered why he told me to buy a new one. Then I realised that they were computer mice and they wouldn’t plug in, so I had to find a USB mouse. My old (albeit cute and small) red mouse had torn at the connector so it continually disconnected. I felt sad putting it in the bin. ๐Ÿ˜ž

I also use a left handed mouse so it was hard to find a mouse that my dad had that wasn’t so large and wasn’t shaped to fit the right hand. I ended up buying a significantly larger grey mouse, but it works well so that’s all that matters. It was also pretty cheap. ๐Ÿ˜„

It’s cold now, still… I like soup and warm hugs in winter, and soft, sweet music. I also dream… I dream of dancing, I dream of people getting along, and families getting along, and friends… โ™ฅ๏ธ

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