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Monday, April 21, 2008

SHIT.
my better desktop decided to throw temper tantrum on me.
migraine decided to find me tonight too.
that someone decided to tell me, hey, it's the thing of the past,
we are cool.
PLS.
i am cooler.
split the noodles i was holding.
split the drink i held too.
WOOOOOOO.
my dad decided that he wanted to dampen it further.
21 APRIL 2008.
BEST DAY.

yoga, meditate, peace, calm, serenity.
i really nid yoga.
mayb, its a better idea to set up yoga cls instead la.

i duno y.
y affect so much, if u dun care.
wait.
i dun care or you dun care?

ITS OK.
TML, ALL THESE HORRIBLE THINGS WILL END.
tml will be a better day=D
YA RIGHT.
MORE LIKE, I WILL BE JUMPING FOR JOY WHEN ALL DO NOT GET WORST.
I ARENT COMPLAINING.
AM NOT.

mayb having dinners every wed n fri.
ya, the word mayb.
LOVELY.



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