Friday, early morning at 2am, I had a chat with my girlfriend until 4am. I've missed her long enough and it's time for a video chat, I thought. I woke up with mom saying about a package. It appears that customs opened my Lootcrate and sealed it with a rubber band. Yes, a rubber band. And then my pin is missing. This month's Lootcrate theme is Galactic. Also, today's my payday.

I'm just happy that I made it out alive from work. The last two hours were exhausting. This day is exhausting. And it'll be crunch time tomorrow since the debut is coming fast. More practice. More things to do in a weekend that should be a rest. More work to finish. It's ironic. Tomorrow is the last weekend practice for the cotillion and tomorrow is the last meeting for the debut itself.

When I got home I thought that our house is falling apart. The TV is already broken, we're spending money for my sister's debut, we're going home and we're supposed to be saving, now our dryer won't turn on.

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