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Everything was done, so you would come.
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Yours Truly.
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Saturday, January 5, 2008, 11:09 PM
F.uck it Daddy just threw away all my precious posters into the bin. He nagged about how messy my room is, with books and papers lying all over the place. Wthell, it's my own room and I have my own rights to handle my own territory. Whatever it is, I shan't argue with him. And the english homework is giving me a splitting headache. I've not a teeny weeny tinge of inspiration on descriptive essays coz' my vocab is just that limited. Off to study for A Maths test- Furthur Coordinate Geometry, z. |