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Pfuuu and this day is almost over ... there is this romanian lore, about "three bad hours", where basically three bad stuff happen to you throughout the day. I started today with a test paper at romanian class, which I failed. Now at home, I tried to make pancakes but they all ripped and well .. not one turned good. One more to go :3.

On the other hand, the same lore says that three bads are accompanied by three good hours. Claudia bought me a gift [a book to be more specific] and I was quite literally surprised. Mom called to tell me that I received my Yves Rocher order and I got sooo many products all for myself. I just need to get home. Ah one more good hour to go :3.