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Friday, November 13
Last blogged @ 6:30 AM

i think, i'm bored.
like seriously lar.
i feel like going out, but
i'm lazy.

how's that?

i feel like sleeping.
but, i don't think i can sleep.
Idk.

okay, this is really a random post.

mummy cooked a full plate of
chicken. no, not really full.
i bring it out, put it infront of me, and
I ate almost all without realising.

i'm seriously going to be fat.
like, fat fat fat.

fuck.
i don't want to be faaaaat.
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