magicicadas are some good shit.
the economist is so poetic.
fuck.
cant find my fucking gc, and its not that i misplaced it,
given that im a very careful person especially with such stuffs.
some fucker must have nicked it from my bag and im damn fucking pissed.
whoever you are, fuck you.
now got no mood to mug math, and it is your fucking fault.
fuck you.
fuck you.
if i fail math, its all your fucking fault.
econs today was erm. paper I was okay, paper II was shit.
and the fucking room was too cold in paper I and too hot in paper II.
and ive been the only one blogging.
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