Be Grateful
Ignore the blog title. I was gonna start being egoistic and say stuff like, "I don’t often blog in Friendster so now that I am, be fucking grateful." Yeah. Fucking harsh.
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Anyway, I’ve already done the preparations for tomorrow’s exhibition. I’m missing a few artworks and I need to do a few cartoon characters to stick on the wall.. randomly. And have to do some labels as well for my friend’s artwork who is a guest artist for that exhibition (since she’d quit last minute half way through uni).
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Tomorrow is also the first day of second semester. I’ve prepared some folders for lectures, which I believe I would not be using that much but you could never be too careful.I’m gonna have to use one folder for all four lectures. Fuck using separates unless it is TOTALLY necessary.
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In other news, I’m still addicted to the song my Peach Boy gave me which is Such Great Heights by The Postal Service. Listen to it. It’s Indie.
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Peach Boy and I, as you have guessed, are still very much in love with each other. If I could, I’d rape him.
