In the middle of dealing with red days and now, migraine. Not really sure what to make of this, though.
100 words a day — just so I can say that I showed up on my writings. I mean, that's not so bad, right? Then why is it so hard for me to do? Huh? This is just something I can only rant for myself, you know. There's still the lack of actual action that I need to address. Hopefully, soon.
Went out to go to the grocery before it rained. I had to or else, I'd end up postponing it till tomorrow. And I don't want that. I also went out again around afternoon since Mama wanted me to buy eclairs. But there wasn't anything available. So she told me to buy siopao and chicharon instead.
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