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Here's the story: when i was on the back of my dad's vehicle halfway there, Cam called and said that i should go home, i insisted on a change of plans as telling my dad to go home means no good. Well, there were some boundaries but we met, ordered at GJ's (again, i know), and i spilled her drink on the floor, as you see (i'm so sorry about that!). Then we dropped by at the mall to receive my birthday present which was a month and a half late but it's still a beautiful gift, thank you Camellia. Then we had lunch and got back to her place, that's where i took all those pictures with the perfumes and roses and stuff.

It was fun, as we discussed about shopping and stuff and i ordered some of the Topshop and H&M accessories and i'm desperate to get them delivered.

These are the last days of fun before the second semester begins. I'm trying my best to keep myself as busy as possible to forget about the fact i screwed up 7 over 8 subjects on the final exams and that the marks will come out on Monday and i'll be a very much depressed person.

Ok goodbye. Merry Christmas! I've got Alice In Wonderland to read and a bunch of new rings to stare at :">