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Monday, August 16, 2010 . 8/16/2010 11:20:00 PM

Cooked my own dinner... Which is just soup and some potatoes. It's expected that I'm hungry now and munching some oreos. 

After finishing the drama, which, despite the many predictable and cliché plots, is rather enjoyable, I feel the urge to sit down at my desk and write some lyrics (writing music is hopeless for me though). But that has to wait. Exams are my priority right now. 

I think I might just end up going back to my Oh-so-Black era. I still feel the most comfortable with black attires compared to colours and whites. It's boring, yeah, but it's personal comfort. 

Eating and singing made me feel better, after that bout of fever. Although I'm still not at 100%, I chionging 110% for the exams tomorrow. I gotta pass!! I gotta score!! I don't wanna let myself down!! 

And go for the private university course I'm eyeing. 

Okay, better beware of my optimistic sides. They always let me down.