I do not wish to be condescending. I do not even wish to be filmy. I just wish to say that the last few days have been unusual. Each day has brought with it incredible stories of personal courage and personal squalor. And as I have come back to my clean home, with an AC and a tiled bathroom; a colour TV and concerned parents, I have realized, perhaps more than ever, how utterly stupid my fights about curfew hours and clean rooms really are. And how incredibly, incredibly lucky I have been in some ways.
I only wish my companion would not reserve all her emotions for 2 litre bottles of Pepsi.
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I want to know more. :(
righto.
someone who doesn't stop at buying Pepsi, but *feels nostalgic* about it. What a pity.
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