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Monday, October 1, 2007 9:16 PM

I was utterly bored of bio and i had been stuck on the same chapter for the past 99 hours and i had like 200 more chapters to go so i guess i wasn't really very sane. Haha anyway, i had so many bits and pieces of paper which i had scribbled on and, i stared blankly into space for a while before i weirdly decided to lay out all the pieces of paper in a nice linear ordered manner on the carpet. And so, i didn't know my dad was behind me and when i turned around he was looking at me like i was a retard (he was almost laughing at me) (okay i am a retard) and he was like, erm what are you doing? and i was like, heh, erm, i'm playing with my notes. So, he blinked, laughed and walked away.

I can't decided whether i want tomorrow to come. Bio's going to be so shitty but it's going to be the last paper as well, finally.

Back to strawberries, ice cream and bio, ta ha.


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