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Monday, September 26, 2005

i was feeling pretty guilty just now when we had some mini celebration to celebrate birthdays.

everyone was super hyped up or sth and it seemed as though i was the only one who was focusing only on the food. HAA. and how i can go about saving lunch money.

HAHAHA. i've turned into this super cheapo woman.

but now i'm not guilty anymore, simply because

money overwrites food and food overwrites guilt.

HOHOHO.

afterall, i'm a very greedy person.

judging from the fact that i want my A1s but refuse to study hard.

the stess isn't getting onto me. ohwells.

and i don't know what's up with you. i don't really care anyway.

heaven on earth
12:28 pm