Seven more days...

How does it feel to be a teenager? I have no clue, and other people I've asked don't remember or they don't feel anything. It's so strange...

Okay, on Saturday, the traffic was so slow, the cars stopped for 30 minutes. Yeah. Enough time for everyone to come out of their cars and talk. (There was this one dude that gave me a CD sample... ._. I listen to it everyday)

Sunday was okay. For Mother's Day, we went to Bush Park, which is really close to our house. We had a good time, and it was your typical Mother's Day.

Today was just... too normal. The only interesting thing was that my morning bus was late, and the driver was obviously a novice. Poor dude. :(

I have a new quote:

A writer is a fluent liar that opens the truth for others
-Procne