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Sunday, June 17, 2007

Life hasn't beem exactly very interesting for the past few days. Seems rather common for me to comment that life's been rather mundane and boring. Not surprisingly, I had fun while doing library CIP. I insist on calling it CIP. Haha. It was rather interesting to spend an afternoon with a few rascals in the library.

I realize that I don't think very well at night. Especially when it's somewhere like 1am or 2am. Or worse, 4am in the morning. Woke up, asking myself what on earth did I just do a few hours ago. A'ights now that shows my brain's dead. But I guess I tend to say what's true only when it's like some unearthly hour? Not very sure. Ah heck. Can't really be bothered with it no more. Not since it ALREADY happened right? Shoots.

CAPERS starts tomorrow. Sighs. Now that means more work and more lessons even before school starts. I've been feeling rather angsty lately. Been snapping at a few people over the past few days. Either it's the songs on Power 98 or that the rain's been affecting my lil anatomy called the brain. Or for whatever reason, I've decided to not be Mr. Patient. But then again, I've never been very patient with anyone. Well, we'll see.

Band of the month, Maroon 5. Not sure why. Power 98 says so. I've been dropping dedications lately. I guess the DJs know my name by now. Haha. I'm going nuts. Signs that I should really stop sleeping at 2am and waking up at 5am. Going crazy.

Packed my table. Got pissed off a couple of times when my mum kept calling for me especially since she knew I was busy. And why did she call for me? 'cos she wanted me to help her load the pictures from the camera. Or should I say, she wanted to pass me the memory stick. Like what?! I mean, is there a need to call for me like a million times just to pass me some retarded piece of metal+plastic? Crazy. Would it kill to just leave it on the table? Madness. It's as though if I don't go get it, I'll just like, disintegrate and cease to exist.

Feeling angsty and in the mood for some rock music. Sadly, I don't have many rock songs. A'ights, I guess that means, time to hit the organ. =)

-js-
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