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Saturday, October 08, 2005
Isk
Im feeling mopey
It seemd most apt
Mopey is the best adjective that applies as of this minute
Im sleepy but im begrudgingly remaining awake
So I cud read up on anatomy
Apparently everyone’s studying their arses off for the spotters on thurs.
Siots.
Im so full, if I were my stomach
I’d slap me
Slalu sgt cam ni.
Tis whut puasa does to u
I cudnt cry while watching pearl harbor yesterday.
I think I loss my ability to cry.
Damn.
Today I met the dbs chix.
Sgt besh.
Sumhow today I spent minutes trying to figure out whu to message. N I cudn’t.
I din knoe who.
Sangat sad.
Im surrounded by frens, by people whu luv me.
But I cant find a single person I cud sing my heart out to.
If dat makes sense.
Anyways my head is heavy. And im still thinking ANATOMY.
The boys are thinking of callin me mak dats.
Or mak tins.
Whichever.
I find that mildly amusing, n weirdly enuff I feel somewhat honored to be bestowed with a nick.
But at the same time no sane person would appreciate being called a mak dat.
But then again, who says im sane?

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