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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.
I've just gone around blog surfing, and stumbled onto Jiamin's rather unfortunate experience with the maggot. I must say that the veg stall's food is rather disgusting digestively challenged...
Then there's Peirong's time capsule thingum... Xinrong and I were thinking of putting in Balsa wood, but I'm rather afraid termites may attack and destroy the galaxy time capsule. And ink doesn't last forever, unless one laminates it at a high price. Damn...
Anyway, some trivial matters to note.
1: Xinrong has started coming online rather often! Saw her on Thurs and Fri night. 2: I'm going back next Sat.
Damn the 2nd point. Maybe I won't make it back... *shrugs*
And my parents are really bossy people. They've been cleaning up and bossing me around to get stuff/take stuff. Damn.
As you all can already sense, I'm not in the best of moods, so goodbye.
4:09 PM