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Wednesday, October 21

This really sucks.
I believe "5am" would explain my rants.

I don't know why but the constant replay of this scene whereby the girlfriend's father talks about guys and guns is amusing me.
Im such a kid at heart, and a geeky one for that matter.
To me clubbing < playing with toy guns and cardboards.
The fact that my girlfriend loves me still is amazing. Shes amazing, and no one can replace her, cause no one would ever hum the beat of my footsteps or entertain my constant random use of unfamiliar quotes(like cartman's).

its 6am already, guess im not sleeping till student comm.

So back to my geeky nonsense;
(something about the orange longshot that makes me want it.)









no sleep tonight; 5:03 AM

Jared Mah
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