Ok just a quick one before I tuck myself into bed.

Mom bought a new shoe rack for us. 7 storey high. Maid shelved our shoes into it and with a pair of corrugated brows, "Ma'am, no more space,"

"WHAAAT"

And we've reached another problem. Not enough hangers to hang our clothes. My mom suggests buy less clothes. I say, why not try -- buy more hangers?!

I'm still the same. Fats, procrastinating.. aging skin (for real)
But today I'm different. I'm smart with a one. Oh goody goody goody. I wished I could be happier than this. But this really is the max.