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Wednesday, May 09, 2007

These few days, weeks, are like blah. Everyday is blah. I just feel totally blah. Not sad, not happy, just blah. The only, only, time in these few days/weeks when I got the over-the-moon-happy kind of feeling is when I met Banana1 for library-ing on mon, where I did the push-the-books-on-banana's-head routine again.

I analyzed and reflected and came to the conclusion that the reason for me feeling so blah is that there's no one to play with me! No one to play "TAG! YOU'RE IT". Or hide-&-seek and similar games.

It doesnt help that Im sick and that like ten thousand other people are sick too. It's like during lit lecture today there are constantly people blowing their nose and sneezing. UGH UGH UGH.

PW really sucks. Oh, we are so bloody screwed.

Same fucking shit, different days.