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Saturday, May 30, 2009
was asking myself why the fuck am i home on a sat night. and i thought about it. cos i need to STUDY! i know shit about mbs. i'm so dead.

i'm boreeedddd. like really boreeddd. played 2 hours of online games. but they were not much of a help. i needa get out of this house. anybody want to take me in? lol. thought of going to butter with fred. but knowing that mid sem is on mon, i feel damn guilty to even think about it. ha!

ok. time for me to transform into a bookworm. seriously. i hate studying.
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