It's officially been a month since I left New York.
My view from the library window is of buildings and mountains. But even at the library, I still end up not working...
By the end of this semester, I'm sure my teeth will have rotted from all the Chinese/Japanese milk candies I've eaten. I go through a pack a day, too bad they don't make patches for people addicted to sugar.
Eating all this candy reminds me of how my dad used to tell me that he had to brush his teeth with twigs when he was younger. Then again, he would always end the story by shoving toothpaste and a toothbrush in front of my face, so maybe not.
Best fireworks show I've watched:
She's actually taller than me, in real life.
