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Thursday, November 02, 2006

okay, i'm back by popular demand. HAHA, just kidding.
i'm only here because my insides are overwhelming with emotions and i have no other channel to WOMIT it all out. AND also because this only takes less than 5 minutes.

anyway, the point is being that i just hate myself for making such stupid decisions sometimes :( like omg lah, who changes unseen halfway through doing the other one? omg just kill me lah. i so stupidly wanted to follow mag low's advice by doing prose when it was a damn indian (okay, fine, not african, but STILL) one (OMG, THERE WAS NAMASTE IN THE PASSAGE! HAAHHA, LOST FREAKS LIKE ME TOTALLY WENT MAD, and maybe THAT compelled me to do the prose. hhaha, yah right. i wont base my judgement on tv okay. and haha, weeds, PARENTHESES, PARENTHESES ALL OVER. fine, i ADMIT!! but i digress...) I mean, this is not being racist or what lah, I'm just saying that I am obviously disadvantaged to a point, because I don't understand the indian culture and hindu religion. And I don't catch on to names fast, I can only remember that the mother's name was Mrs Something Mehra. And i only remember the mehra because it's close to meaning "red" in indo. ANYWAY, THE POINT BEING THAT, I should have done poetry from the start because I actually understood that one after reading the question. omg. at least lit is over. YOU DONT KNOW HOW HAPPY THAT MAKES ME.

OFF TO STUDY OTHER SUBS MAN, SCREW LIT!

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