Dilemma.
BIG dilemma.
So BIG, i'm taking time out to talk about it despite needing to do Othello.
Dilemma : Mint gives me gastric.
Toothpaste tastes minty.
Just brushed. But now i'm hungry.
Solution?
Cheese Sandwhich in bed.
I.dont.care.
But then again, i should care cos my lil' cousin Hannah who refuses to brush before bed just got 4 teeth pulled out at one go cos they were rotting.
Fine. I'll just take a pill to get rid of my gastric.
Drugs always solve everything.
Heyhey the face of Asia (ahem) finally has a page on the global yearbook website. Check. It. Out.
Much love,
Farah
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