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Thursday, December 17, 2009 @ 2:18 PM
Marketing Project!

I'm in school with Juliani Mummy and Nickki darling now. I woke up late today, and I thought I was the one who was gonna be late. Suprisingly, Juliani Mummy came an hour later and I had my Tom Yum Ban Mian. Heavy breakfast accompanied by White Chip cookies from Subway. We're now doing the marketing segmentation shit and we're done for the day.

Gonna meet Andy, Thomas, Darrell for Shisha before heading for Thursday Nights' Jam at about 5pm. I know I'm gonna enjoy because there's Beyond Suicidal and Arsonist Treason and it has been almost a week since I went for a gig. And now that I've fully recovered all the more I should scream my hearts out and enjoy like there's no tomorrow.

Sometimes, I wish I was more intelligent to know and comprehend what the fuck is going on. But then again, I don't give a fuck about everything/anything. Because, I've already done my part, what about you? Or am I just stupid to believe something that's might not likely be true?