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Monday, January 30, 2006

   Where are the forks? Where the hell are the forks??
Er.. the arrangement of plastic... eating... things... (I'm forgetting words here) makes no sense at all. Mostly because the forks keep moving, and it takes too long to find them. Hence, the reaction which I have stated in the title. :P Damn forks. I even know why they don't just get sporks and make everyone happy. Because it would make every one too happy.

In history we started studying World War 1. Which was funny, because I know a lot more about WWI than I thought I did. Especially about why it started. Wikipedia would have to be the most distracting information source ever.

And er.. the paraphrasing took me until 11 last night. Then there was this rather annoying person on the radio which for some reason I just couldn't sleep through. And then there was this thing on Bruce Springsteen at midnight. Atleast I think it happened. It seemed to be playing music while I was nearly asleep and talking when I was most awake.

And today, I frightened more people with my haircut... because not all of them had been at the snowball. :P

Today's Popular Opinion of the Unpopular:

I am emo, and therefore my brother is a touch emo too.

And that's why not to listen to popular opinion despite how unpopular the people are.

Toodles.
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Addendum of Doom: I have to write a goddamn essay today. On a depressing book.
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