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And who do you think you are?
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Reliving will never be

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Tuesday, October 13, 2009 @ 10:42 PM
SASTERA PAPER WAS HELL.

Today's paper is really shat.
I write and write and write non-stop.
I scribbled the paper like shat.
I wrote till my hands were shaking.
WADDEHECK MAN..
My fourth finger was bruised and swollen.
It almost bleed.
Besides, when I was busy focusing on the paper,
my temperature gradually increased as well.
So, I'm down with fever till now.
I was like WADDEHECK MAN.
Allisa, I finally got to know
what you feel like yesterday.
See luh, your fever spread to me...
Nolah, just kidding.

I finished the paper but my points
are insufficient and the whole
paper was in a HORRIBLE STATE.
I don't think the marker can read
my atrocious and gigantic handwriting.
Oh wells,
let bygones be bygones.
No use dwelling on it anymore.

Just 1 MORE PAPER BABY.

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