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Last few days were well spent. Cause my sister came to stay with us for two days. Just two days it were and it made me so happy. We had so much fun. She waxed my left feet(because this was my first time in waxing so she helped) But I'm too lazy to do the other one. So literally, my left feet is waxed cleaned and my right one is hairy. I really don't care. Who gonna see it anyway.
Yesterday, Mysha came. She stayed for a while because I told her my next exam is 8 days away. And we watched youtube videos and had a great time. I played her Damons by Imagine Dragons and told her it was Fariha's favorite song. She was like - "Ai gan ta onek soft, Amar Thash Thash gaan vallage." -I love the way she talks. She had me at her humor. If I were a lesbian I would pick her as my wife, she's so cute and funny. Who am I kidding. Lesbians pick lesbians. If I were a lesbian I would want her to be one as well so I could marry her. Now I sound like LESBIAN. I hope my family don't read this diary. What will they think of me, eww. They'll probably get worried. When they worry they get bossy. My father, for example. He's super worried about my tests and that I sleep half of the time. So he often goes like - "Study on that table. NOW." I find it annoying. I'm not even near to the mood to study. My exam is almost 7 days away.
The reason I'm writing this diary at my "no touching books" day because I'm wearing a face-pack. And I can't instagram now because my phone is dead. So I just thought why not invest this time on some important work. Writing a journal has its beneficial ways I tell you-such as-
1. What if I get Alzheimer's and forget who I was? This diary would help me.
2. It helps me sooth my hand writing, makes me aware of my spelling mistakes so, why not?  

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