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Friday, April 29, 2005

 

it's that time of the year when i'm not really thinking. i'm tempted to say no one's really thinking, but that wouldnt even be half true. those things that i used to know as order has fallen out of order. time, behaviour, characteristics are being thrown back into my face (oh maybe he was like this... / from what i see she's probably the kind that... / it's already 1am, got to wake at 6 tmr for work...)

boing. i think my cereals should have gone soft by now. mm.

Zhengyu wrote at 6:18 AM.

  



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