just wait for the day it returns to hit you in your right eye.
I wouldn't head over to People's Park Centre if I didn't need to accompany Mum on her round of errands; it's like getting caught in the middle of a crowd in a war ration centre. Man, do those aunties shove and push like nobody's business. Not to mention that I got shoved by an auntie owner of a small apparel shop into its changing room along with a Zara-inspired sundress and ended up buying it. Psshhh. Aunties can be such horrific manifestations. Please please please never let me become one when I grow old and wrinkly.
Trip to the tour agency reaped some useful information. I'm excitedly fiddling with my fingers thinking about what's to come within the next 6 months. ;) Time to load up the bank account and quit all decadence!
22 days to sun, sand and sea. :)
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