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![]() -=| Couch tofu... |=- ![]() Standing in the bus with lots of level 1 and 2 students looking at me as if I were an alien from space, guess that it was the shirt I was wearing or maybe I was too charming. And yes, I've guessed it! I shouldn't be here. Damn! I reached school at 830am this morning, thinking that I'll be through lecture by 10. But no, the lecture was postponed to 5 and ends at 530. Wow! That gives me 8½ hours to prepare for lecture. I so needed it. I've been slacking at home all week, and I need to get some use to. Having such a hectic life, there is a change from so much of things to do to having not much things to do. Not that I'm franticly looking for things to do, but just that I'm now easily bored of things to do. The life of a sloth is getting into me, seating on the couch waiting for time to fly by. Don't I sound like an aging elder? Sin... sin... sin... Bleah!~ I'm turning crappy. *Indulges in escapism* I'm turning into a tofu, in the shade, away from the sun. A chunk of fermenting tofu, rotting on a couch. Lying there in front of the box of moving images, waiting for someone to excavate me from my location. I guess I'm too bored. Sorry readers, I've just molded my reputation to be a deep thinker but shallow in thoughts. |
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Name : Joel Xiang Desheng P3RS0N@L!TY
Personality : Flamboyant T@g W!SH3S 3M@!l CURR3NT M00D W3@TH3R F00T PR!NTS !N 3 S@nd R@D!0 ST@T!0NS P@ST R3CORDS L!NKS |