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Sunday, October 21, 2007
my mind is filth with temptations..
im drowning in dream land and sugar rush.. my love got me into his addictions, charms and cuteness.. i simply cant say NO!to any of them. a week of scheduled dates was overwritten with D.E.S.I.R.E.S. the week of which im supposed to religiously revise for the final two papers, yet!, the sight of the lecture notes are sucky. they bore me like old trash or basi gossips u cant tell to anyone already.. but if i am to neglect them or (can i?) simply soak them all in black ink so that i am excused (me excusing myself) for "accidentally" causing night blindness to the only pair of eyes i have (hmmm... doesnt sounds sane!) are just gg to KILL my grades. ahuh then it'll be "~too late to apologise (to myself)...~" loving the song by timbaland..very melodic kan.. talking bout basi..i've yet to post some travel picts.. like tioman.. or maybe my upcoming holiday plan? *cross fingers* heh. perhaps an episode or few episodes of One Tree Hill (Bukit Satu Pokok) Season 4 will 'perk me up' or kicks in my good girl (now gone bad lah!) studious moods.. ahuh ahuh yeah!, says Jay Z. excuse the crap me. |
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