sometimes the boat floats, and sometimes it sinks. just like the watermelon and the boy who poo-ed his way through.

Thursday, February 19, 2004

look at the time.
its not a normal night..
one out of five is occupying this house..
and thats me, duh.
alone, no one to talk to..
i've been blowing the-very-interesting-to-look-at-yellow-substance out my nose forever...
grr. sick and tired being the disgusting one..

bored. so i decided to go on a hunt for books to read..
as a result, i collected around 20 books with good recommendations..
yummy.

hmmm... what else should i do next..?
vectors? binomial theorem? redox reaction?
mmm.. tv would be nice.

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