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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
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Reality
The author somehow got into medical school. Yes, you of the general public, shudder and fear the wrath of an inept doctor.
A VERY, VERY HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO SARS! HAPPY SWEET SIXTEENTH!
Sorry, I thought it was the 26th of Aug for a strange reason... So huge apologies for that!
P.S: It is often said that one receives his/her first kiss on his/her 16th birthday... *snickers, and nudges sars to divulge more* I shall run before sars attempts murder! :P 1:55 PM