Note the title! That means that I can't think of a proper title. Psh, like who cares. ANYWAY.
My ankle feels almost back to normal now, which is absolutely positively
fantastic! I might be able to play tennis already, but better safe than sorry, so I'm not playing.
This afternoon my mom and I have already started packing for our Egypt trip. Heh, started? I might as well say we finished everything, except for putting it into bags. Now they're a pile atop my drawers.
I won't lie; I wanna see you.
&Why do I miss you so much? I wanna see you again.

P.S. Fluffy fics and love-driven lyrics do not help me in my predicament.