I feel so bad I want to ground myself.
BAHAHA. As if I would. Ridiculous thought. Going out shopping, and then driving lessons. Chem can wait.
Mood: bad. :(
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Just got back.
I met the most untactful salesman ever. He couldn't stop telling me how flat my nose is. At first, I just smiled and acknowledged the truth. AND THEN HE REPEATED IT EVERY 10 SECONDS. And, at one point, he even suggested I get a new nose.
Point aside, I actually found a pair that I really like, but I'm going to get it on Thursday. Mr.High-Nose shift's from 10am to 5pm (he obviously is eyeing the commission). Too bad, so sad, I have driving lessons until 5pm, and I'm bring my flat nose into the shop after 5pm. Talk about instant karma.
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