sunday was glued with minor head-ache

blued for procrastinating work to be sent tomorrow

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8:19pm:i shall be dead for tonight
let it(submission) be real dead tmrow

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counting down on NBFs' arrival
die die placed order to a pair of pinky amaloli & black rocking horse shoes
can't wait,
i-can't-waitttttttttttttt 

landlady's high pitch talking, landbaby's loud loud gugugigigaga, tv's lifeless loud volume
i am feeling so urban monkey now

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Solipsists' conversation:
L : You have no life
M : I have life, you have no life

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Lost > realize > search > research

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