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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.
46 more minutes, 2760 seconds till the New Year...
To be honest, I don't feel good about 2006: There's this sense of foreboding in the year. It's this kind of thing people sometimes rely on, and so do I... Gut feeling is important at times.
Went to the arcade today, and blew almost all of my money... Ah well.
Shall go do the rest of the promised profiles, and await for the clock to strike 12 to let me use some of the 900 free smses I have in Jan.
10:52 PM