Of frantic thoughts of December

Since coming home, a lot of sad things have occurred but some re-defining moments have helped me get back to my feet. Still, I have many things to prioritize, and it seems this big break is largely used for learning how to breathe.

In short, today I went to Michael’s with my sister and ventured into buying some choker material. It was going well until it finally broke on me. If the choker breaks the moment it’s finished, that means you should not consider fixing it. It was really nice, but I’d had to buy more findings if I want it to be a functional one.

I saw Seven Pounds on Christmas with my mother and sister. I liked it. I think people dislike it because it didn’t attract the right target audience or vibe in the trailers. In any class though, I feel like killing myself after watching that.

My room is disgusting! I seriously need to finish unpacking… Come on Joyce, you’re not old. Get your life together. Quit being lazy.