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.Thursday, April 27, 2006 ; 2:12 PM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.

Laptop threw tantrum at me yesterday. No wonder they say computers are like female. Persistant unhappiness if ignored too long will result in unimaginable consequences. For the first time, I felt crippled without laptop. What if I wanna watch Jewel in the palace and lounge is occupied by a bunch of rowdy kids whose voices practically boomed everytime they part their lips. Fortunately, it was just a warning. Well, I'm gonna send it to the service centre. Time for a check up, dear.

2 hours to the last paper and I just don't feel like reading anymore things related to metabolism. I have to I have to, a tiny rationalised part of my brain whined. The rest of it decided to play dumb and...DONT CARE. Well, as a student, I need to carry out my responsibilties, i.e. at least do my part before the facing the paper. Till we meet again....

2 Chronicles 20:15







THAT GIRL;Y

~KatZ~

BREAK THE SLIENCE;Y







APPLAUSE;Y

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