Market, Mum, and The Call

Went to the market with Laura this morning; was good times. We bought yummy samosas and fresh orange juice. It was semi-snowing, and there were tons of people as usual. We looked around for a bit, and went to Kings Place to fix my keys and do some window-shopping.

I got back home, and guess what? A surprise email from Casey. She just hollered at me, to see how I was doing, and if I wanted to hangout soon, before I leave for Montreal. It was totally unexpected, and although we weren't on bad terms, we just never talked again since like April, 'cause of the rather sad and awkward end of the whole thing. How time flies... we'll see how that goes...

I have a bad habit. It's called overdoing. I find that it puts most people off (not towards me, but in general). Sometimes I just overdo little things, make a big deal out of nothing; over-react or over-answer questions. I'll have to be wary of that.

I sent mum a text message to call me, and she did almost immediately. We talked as usual, and I was happy to talk to her about how things are going here. Uncle Dan in New York lost his brother (whom I don't know), so everyone's back home for the funeral. That's kinda sad.