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Thursday, September 17, 2009 @ 11:11 PM

Actually, I have nothing to do online right now. But I'm still here, with lights on, fan on, to irritate the hell out of her. Why? Because I feel like it :)

Details on another blog, which no one will EVER know about it cause you can't google it out with nothing to start with and well, that's the purpose. That is, unless you chance upon it but I still doubt you'd know it's mine :D

Life's been boring, still. I hardly ever touch my phone. I used to go out with it, without fail. But I recently keep shoving it under my pillow and leaving it there. Don't know why.


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