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i thought, i've learnt not to sweat the small stuff; but all life is irony of course; sometimes not sweating the small stuff can come back to haunt you.

colouring my eyes and colouring my lips a darker tinge - everybody thinks i'm young young. at the phuket hotel at work over the weekend: 'i thought you were a student intern!' and the taxi driver said, you are fibteeen? stooden?...