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quarta-feira, 24 de outubro de 2007

Ah, im alive! Chemistry paper wasnt too bad. I cried & scratched holes in the hall floor before it started, but now im rather pleased with it. I love chemistry. Always have & always will. Yes. & i also love David Gahan & his sexy voice, he makes me study, yes he does. Been listening to Depeche Mode all day, & i managed to get a lot done. Splendid!

Geog paper tomorrow, & then we're done for this week. It passed very fast i must say. The week, i mean. Going to bugis with Roo after the paper tomorrow to buy her shorts & i think i shall get something for myself too. I have this sudden urge to shop. I think my horoscope was right. The one in Lime magazine. I dont read magazines, Roo does, & she read out my horoscope in an Indian accent which made me cry laughing. & she also found out that Levan Wee writes anything & everything he can get his crummy white hands on. We suspect he wrote something about a very depressed girl who fucked fifty thousand men & in actuality is referring to himself. Eh poor sad fag. Hes so weird :(

Hes probably reading this. Oh lordy. Anyway, dont listen to horoscopes or Levan Wee because heres your ANTI CLIMATIC READING from yours truly!;

Your mother will cook curry out of the baby rats that live within your heart.

you know you love me*
Nix
`just cant get enough - depeche mode.


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