I was in National Bookstore to kill time while waiting for my mom to come back. I was browsing random bookshelves, hoping to find something interesting to read. Suddenly, I realized how hot it was inside the store. Then I noticed that there were really looooooong lines in all the cashier booths. The ones in line were kids and teenagers with their parents, carrying their school supplies. From that moment, I realized that I’m not one of them anymore. There will be no more yellow pad + notebook fillers + pens + highlighters for me.
Oh well.
(Source: supergirltotherescue)










