10.17.2002

 

i was seconds away from murdering 2 of my frens today for dropping my palm on mon. bumbling @#$% playing with it dunno how they managed to drop the thing. and as a result i wasnt able to sync for DAYS on end and getting pretty desperate here cos theres a ton of work to do - mostly typed - and since we spend so much time in the freaking poly it only makes good sense to start typing out e crappy assignments on my palm in class, half e class is asleep anyway and the other half couldnt even care. im gonna get stoned (think The Lottery) for this, if anybody reads whatever ive just blogged. workload's just TRIPLED in 30mins via strategic smses sent from our in-charge who obviously wasnt on site. i still have 1 hr of captured video to piece together into a coherent whole and produce by tmr.
URGGGHHH anyhow whatevers written never comes out the same way you feel... i feel totally murderous now.

OST: Goldenboy with Miss Kittin - "Rippin' Kittin" (Ellen Allien remix)

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