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Friday, June 07, 2013

It's not me but my genetics that's turning me so rotten. I'm pretty sure it's not me, entirely.

One week into work, I'm not sure if I enjoy desk job more or studying Physics or performing on the road for masses.

I need a fucking vacation.

I like my internship.

I also need some lasagna.

To all the people, I am ditching for parties, hang outs, luncheons etc, no hard feelings. I'll crave such invitations when none of them come up on my window. Say three months from now when I'll be hating my college.

Fuck, I'm going to attend college for one last time now. Real life beckons.

Argh. This diet is shit. I am craving pasta and lasagna, also french pepper chips and nachos and dip.

And, french toast.

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