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♡ hell, is paved with good intentions.
Sunday, January 31, 2010, 5:00 PM


9 months - almost. I counted. April 12th, last year. The only bits of moment I like. 6 month after that very day, I've been trying to throw that little macro memories you bring. That's what you get when you let your ego wins.
Love's not enough when you say it. Don't you know you gotta mean it?

So. Dry throat. The consequences for eating(no, greedy-ing) a jarful of plain baked brown cookies all at one time. Deserve that Fina.
*Grumps*. Already soon to getting to the end of the weekend(though, of course I've not been enjoying any least bit of it). Totally means goodbye to my one and only rest day(s). Auh.

Tomorrow's our Chem deferred test.
Tomorrow, school ends with F&N.
Tomorrow's F&N's cooking practical lesson.
Tomorrow's Monday.
Tomorrow's a school day.
OR
Tomorrow:- Is it just another day?