That girl is poison.

I miss playing the piano. Lately, I've been going through old photographs with my mom and there are so many of my sisters and I at the piano bench. I mean I had lessons up until 4 years ago. Weird how quickly you lose practice in 4 years. It kills me. I'll pick it up again one day, I have no doubt about that. 

It was nice seeing Anne Cynn last night.

She is such a positive burst of energy.

I'm about to embark on a morning jog.

Then hopefully, some comprare per la mia camera a scuola. 

Mandana comes home tonight! I'm so glad.

I think Maaneli is also going to come by after work.

The three of us together usually results in all of us laying on someone's bed talking about any and everything. 

On that note, never trust a big butt and a smile.

You're welcome.