:: 2006 10 August :: 10.05 am
:: Mood: satisfied

Dedicated to: gambling
it's wierd how you can see someone on the street, and think they're a complete stranger, but you might be connected to them somehow.

i really like pomegranite flavored things.

i have 14 days left here. i'm getting really sick of other people's nasty smells. i will miss the subway and walking everywhere.

it's 11 pm. during the day, time always flies. but days, not so much.

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