Saturday, December 20, 2003
Whenever I think about the matter, I get damn irritated & it disturbs me for the rest of the day. As I write this, I'm feeling damn disturbed as well. I get all shifty in my seat & I totally can't concentrate on ANYTHING! I regret my actions alot, alot, alot, alot, alot, alot (as much as you can imagine it to be) FUCK FUCK FUCK! I agreed on the matter in hope that it'll bring me a peace of mind but apparently it didn't. Arrrggghhhhh!!!! Okay, calm down. *breathes in & out* It's just 2 short months, it'll be over real soon. Think about the money. *starts chanting: "Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money! Money!"* Think about the things you can buy with it. *starts listing; digicam, a few nice tops, Love hina VCDs, settle my hp bills with a peace of mind, infra port, fossil watch* It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be FUN! (NO! This won't work.) It's gonna be okay It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. MONEY! Think of the MONEY! Work for the MONEY! MONEY is all it's worth! MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! All I want is MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! $_$ Pardon me, I'm going bonkers. x_X
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