Pass You By

Sigh.. getting sick.. so annoying..

hmm.. going to sleep soon.. needa to wake up extra early to finish off Maths.. stupid stupid maths..

Uhmm...

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(A is crying)
B: What's wrong...?
A (sobbing): Just trying to get the anguish out of the way for when I lose you...
B (sarcastically): That's... That's really optimistic...
A: Well, whatever happens tomorrow, we don't know today, right?

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Boo. Foul Play.

Too Early to Think Of Title..

seriously, it's 7:14am in the morning, and I've just been up for 2 whole hours finishing off my logs.. which I'm thankful that I finished a few of them beforehand..

I still don't understand how I managed to fit a whole month's of work onto 7 pages only..

So again, DIE LOGS DIE!

STAB,STAB, STAB!

... okay.. 3 more tests left, oh and did I mention I'm totally fucked for my monologue..?

I have hardly half of my lines down, and I don't even have any blocking!

Suicidal Maniac on the Loose! (What's there to be afraid of?)

Die Logs.

Stab, Stab, Stab.