Ikea & Haircuts

I'm on slightly better terms with my parents today. By that I mean we don't yell whenever we see each other. But we aren't talking either.

I got my haircut earlier. It's alright I guess. But my layers make me look like I jetted in from the 50s. I've got it sorted out at the moment. Tied up in a side ponytail, but I can't keep it like that forever.

I've got an Ikea catalogue to look through, for a sofa and bookcase for my bedroom. And possibly a chest of drawers. But I don't really need a chest of drawers.

It's Anjali's birthday in a couple of days. I have a chocolate thingy for her. I hope she doesn't start moaning about it. She's one of those skinny girls who is convince they're fat. Soo annoying sometimes.

I think I have to do a speech in assembly tomorrow =[ That's gonna suck badd. I'm also going to start having breakfast. Which means I need to re-adjust my alarm clock 'cause I set it for 6:30 this morning and it was 20 mins late.

I'm gonna get on with my Ikea catalogue.
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