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Wednesday, September 28, 2005

reassurance.

i would never have expected.


haa. my sister is breaking her promise.

she promised to let me play my song after she played one song of hers. and it's been more than one song already.

but i don't want to play my song anymore though.

james blunt's rather good.


anyway, i think studying's quite fun.

as in, it's quite cool to know about DNA and RNA and such, isn't it?

it's just that. i seem to prefer a lot more things. like, i would rather play some stupid game than to figure out the irony in some prose. or to do a thousand sbqs and knowing that the future generation will do sbqs about us in future. like about SARS, bird flu, dengue and tsunami.

sooner or later, we'll all become part of history.

heaven on earth
11:39 pm