They come in different sizes, colours, textures, taste and so on....
but they have one thing in common; to make us feel better when we arent.
well looking at the box of them my mum left nicely in the fridge; they looked so colourful and well of different sizes
after a few years now im back to square one; stuck with them again
though changed the types to take; i doubt there's much difference right?
i mean the routine is the same, purpose same and stuffs just for different problems.
though i dread it and its such a waste; but what can i do right?
yea i can choose not to but it will mean abit of "instability" and mum thinks they will help better than getting a full body check up
so well i also dont want to argue anymore

im still stuck with you all
7 now, 1 more on the way to becoming the whole colourful collection yea
hard to swallow? not really, 7-8 is somewhat quite little already; improvements huh?
LOL
well guess im just used to swallowing them since young : ]

oh well promised myself to be obedient and take them on time though they arent compulsory but i shouldnt waste them and my mum's efforts; again.

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