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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading

So sick and tired of all the needless beating

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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Ah gosh. My whole right leg hurts like hell. If only my sister will stop going on about how that leg's gonna be useless when i grow up. How supportive.

I've been pretty busy lately. I love days when i can just rot at home. Especially when there's absolutely nothing to do. Right, hate it. Haha. I think i gained a new job as a phone operator answering phone calls for my family members. Someone should pay me seriously. I got tired after repeating "Not home." like a broken record. Pretended as if i was asleep once but the damn phone won't stop ringing.

From now on, I'm officially not free on Sundays. Like booked the whole day. And yesterday, i found out how people can binge excessively. It's like you keep on eating and eating and eating and the next thing you know, you just cleaned three plates of rice and 4 cups of soft drinks.

I realized the things i talk about almost always have no link to the previous ones. Weird.

But baby, where they knock you down and out

Is where you oughta stay