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Sunday, October 18, 2009 / -typecast, "will you ever learn"

I woke up early and disturbed with my nose practically out of its place full of God-knows-what. I managed to drag my heavy head out of bed to the toilet. And then I blew a circuit trying to charge my phone. My dreams lately didn't help either. They seem too normal, like I'm living in it. And the dream continues like an episode. It's getting a tad eerie that sometimes I wish I couldn't sleep. But my sleepy head seem to have a mind of its own and refuse to go along as I wish. I called Abang and told him my story, he says I got the day off. So, you won't see me at work today. I've got a date with meatballs later, Bye

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