Dead and gone.

As I people watched whilst waiting for a friend to arrive at the train station, I understood now why other individuals found people watching so... Exciting, so... "boomz".
Realization dawned on upon me that every individual has each of their own ways in doing their things. The way they talk, the way they walk, they way they drink, dress, present themselves. I feel like the 'protagonist' in the literature story 'studies in the park' observing people go about their daily routine.

Okay Natalie, enough with the literature philosophy.

Currently trying to complete social studies in a room filled with people.

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You know what's annoying, when someone tells someone else the false truth about someone else.
But whatever uh, I'm not the one that's being a bitch here.

All the best la eh.