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Wednesday, February 4, 2009, 2:13 AM
life's become mundane.
not that there has ever been anything ever extraordinary.
but now, it's worse.
i can't express how much i dread being at home now.
broke/bankrupt. whatever it is. it's a bitch.
it isn't fair to ask for allowance just to spend it lavishly on mere outings and shopping.
wait, or is it fair?
waking up unemployed, and seeing friends working their ass off for projects and assignments.
nope, not helping at all.
all these rants can go on and on.
and the only solution is to just keep hunting for the jobs.
i'm hunting and will keep hunting.

on the bright side.
i called up the tuition agent for some assignments.
hopefully, it comes flowing in.


i'm feeling murderous right now.
thanks to little tiny lingering issues. =(



my boyfriend's a bitch.
cause he hasn't called me the whole day.
i have no idea what the fcuk he's doing online when he can't freaking reply me.
&& he either ignores the fact or conveniently forgot that he owes me the whole day tomorrow.
i'm not asking. just reminding.
and i'm pissed.
i hate you. just for this moment.