I got dragged to Mustaffa Centre by my parents. Mustaffa! Of all the bloody places, especially on a Sunday, when it's packed with Tamils. Why? Because the groceries there are well, "closer to home", more Nepali style. Not that I'm racist or I have anything against Indians but those buggers were just plain rude. Is it that hard to just open your mouth and say "Excuse me"? Apparently so, cuz I was being pushed everywhere I went.

Anyways, I changed my template. (Like duh!) For my cousin's sake really. I finally talked to her after, like god knows how many months. And I thought it would be best to have a tagboard, to communicate with others other than me, myself and I.