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Saturday, June 04, 2005
I walked in with a heavy heart,
but still I didn't know where to start.
I must confess
my room's a mess
but
how?!
i truly, sincerely want to pack my room but i dunno where to begin. it's so disgusting i can't even escribe it. ohdear.
wad's the real reason? Truthfully? it's cos i don't want to kill the only passion left in me. u won't understd.
how issit tt literature writers can write between the lines? do they haf 2 brains working in overdrive or wad? like, when i say i hate bananas, i just mean that i don't like the taste of the eeky squishy thingys in my mouth. i don't mean i dislike all things yellow or that i'm biased against crazy people. or sth liddat. or maybe that's why i'll nv be a novel writer.
how come my recycle bin is "norton-protected"? someone please enlighten me how my bin can haf security guards and i don't. i clicked on the recycle bin icon before i even came online and it's not opening yet. too much rubbish larrr.
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