Break My Fall

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Saturday, July 08, 2006

My brain is still blocked ):

I can't even do the Written Report properly. Daryl and Ryan is going to strangle me. Especially Daryl. Erghs! I think I know why I can't think, I'm hungry! Hungry to the extent I can eat the every sandwich at Subway and make them bake me cookies with all their ingredients. Hungry to the extent I can gobble them down in one instant. Hungry to the extent of doing silly things for you..

I had a bad dream just now, so bad that I cried :/ It was so scary yet it made me even more hopeful. What a paradox.

8:00 PM