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Author
The author is a paranoid, deranged and cynical misanthrope who records snippets of her life so that she will remember them when she grows old
and withered. The identities of any names or initials on this blog are based on the assumptions of the reader unless otherwise specified, and the author claims no responsibility for them.
Reality
The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
Harry Potter 6 hit stores worldwide yesterday, but I strongly refuse to buy it. As much as I would wish to finish the whole series, I refuse to spend my money on such a book(seriously, no offense to anyone). I somehow think it's rather childish, and in a way bimbotic(see Peirong's blog for further details), of course, really predictable. There's no thrill at all. Nothing else to add to this, for fear of offending people(I've offended enough people to last me a lifetime).
FOA was yesterday, and I heard that a good show was put up by all. All the way people! This sounds so bloody formal...