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Next movie on the list: Simpsons. Yay.

The special guest.

Hi. He’s my brother, Nikos. He’s an addict.

Lesson learned: Don’t wear chucks to a game of badminton. You just don’t.

Still, Charlie (that’s my chucks’ name as of today) was cooperative that night.

So yeah.. unless you made it your lifelong vow to do everything with your Chuck Taylors, don’t wear them to badminton. It’ll give you an awful lot of cramps.

Got myself my first pair (and impulsively at that too pfft.)

If it’s the first, it must be pink. Yay ME.

(Or so they say.)

 Matches well with Jar, don’t you think? :)

What are you doing parked in front of our apartment?

 Rare find.

For something that absorbs everyone else’s stress, don’t you ever get stressed yourself?

Stressed smile. Sounds oxymoron-ish to me.

That’s what I thought.

Right.