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dirty boys in messy girls' room
Thursday, August 27, 2009

Two trains are leaving their stations at the same time.
Both need to travel 1000 miles.
If Train A is going 95 miles an hour,
and Train B is going 85 miles an hour,
how long will it take for you to go out with me?
Three days in a row. Now you tell me how can i argue with fate?
Life's been sweet, im almost getting a cavity. I love th weather lately, those downpours. Everything seems so peaceful and just fine. Then again, i can't have my afternoon run.
With promos approaching in a few weeks time, im just so excited. A week's gonna past again and soon, realising that it's th end of th year. A time machine with a red ribbon would be perfect for my birthday gift, please.
It's been decades since i last played hockey. I wonder if i could even hold th stick properly. My treasures; it's all chucked in a corner, left flirting with dust and dancing with mites for a few months now. I kinda miss netball too. And skateboarding. And th hours-long bitch talks at starbucks. And oh my sleep.


Raeli wrn's
now tell me something i don't know.

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