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Wednesday, October 07, 2009

so life has been good. not much happenings but life was nth towards being dull and aimless. i mean, life doesn't have to be so damn happening to be good afterall.

though once in a while, its good to have sth different from usual. you know, like... BOOM. k refraining from being critical.

i still cant believe how sitting on the toiletbowl for 15 mins to shit would cause my both legs to cramp up, INCLUDING MY BUTT.

damn kuku.

and the song I WILL SURVIVE comes playing in my head. yesssssss i will survive shitting WITHOUT getting cramps.

k this post is kinda,
obscene.


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