22.1.09

I smile. I mourn.


Apologies for the lack of avid posts. Wait-- my posts were never enthusiastic anyway. Sack that. I am content with smiles every morning even with those panda's eyes-- black and morbid. My Thursdays doesn't really fill with blues. Disregarding the fact that mourning is a very rad habit of mine. Moving on.. the institution is not giving the royal highness the perfect bassinet in class. Plus the teachers usually sends this innocent lass (cough) to her dream world. The God-damn Gov. should grab some beds for the classes. Heh. I bitch too much.

And I have been receiving undeceiving comments lately. Not comments. More like statements which are rather tedious. Shut the fugen up. I beg.

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