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    Sunday, November 22, 2009
    @ 10:19 PM

    Liar.

    @ 4:44 PM

    Pardon the bad lighting and the bed hair. Just woke up.

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    The brother is finally back from class chalet. He's back in his lair.

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    @ 3:05 PM

    When I finally managed to fall asleep at 2.30am last night, I woke up frantically again at 3am, recalling that I left 50 bucks in the pocket of my jeans. So I jumped out of bed, went to the toilet, hoping that my maid hasn't washed my jeans, and digged for the 50 bucks. Thank goodness it was still there. But I definitely had a difficult time trying to fall back to sleep again.

    @ 1:39 AM

    I'm so tired, but I can't sleep! Its 1.40am and I'm still up typing this. Think I slept too much in the afternoon thus my mind's still bursting with energy. Can't believe I'm gonna rot my sunday away tomorrow. I shall sleep in! 

    My birthday's on monday, but why don't I feel the least excited at all? Strange.

    @ 12:15 AM

    GOSH I'M FREAKING TIRED.