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Monday, October 18, 2010 . 10/18/2010 06:28:00 PM

Gosh!

I can't believe I survived school today while in pain. My stomach and eyes haven't seen their best days recently, and is set to continue their onslaught on me. It doesn't help that my mood was actually rather foul, but I did held them back since it's the first day of school. I'm not about to be rude and angry on the first day of my LAST semester.

Been acting the whole day. Not that I want to, but it's the instinct that's controlling me. I thank God I didn't break my facade today. And once I reached home, it's cool shower for me. And it looks like it's gonna pour anytime soon. Means it's gonna be a cool night tonight.

I'm gonna get the best sleep in days. 

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