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Saturday, July 31, 2010 . 7/31/2010 11:50:00 PM

Bloody internet. I'm not impressed that my laptop is the only one affected. And I get extremely irritated if my page won't load.

This weekend is hell. Real hell. My table is filled with paperwork from here and there, and I'm afraid that I'm not doing my work well enough. It's scary enough I'm not doing well, but it's scarier when I don't have the time to study enough.

And it's hot. Terribly hot. Making me even more irritable.

I need chocolates. And bubble tea.

I don't need your 'worldly advice' on how I deal with my life, so f*** off.
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