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Monday, March 12, 2007

i hate having to decide between responsibility and the degree of willingness.
i realize all the things that have happened have driven my passion level to 0.

enough said.
i see april coming. yays.

sidenote: i hate insurance people. i hate the way they use scheming methods just to make me answer their freaking phone call and meet them for retarded things that i'm totally not interested.

i really need family time.
and time to study.
i'm no genius. neither am i a superwoman.
i know it's selfishness on my part.
but i really need these.