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Sunday, August 26, 2007

i can't wait to catch 'How to become myself' (あしたの私のつくり方)this Japanese film festival!
can't that online booking system start selling the tics?
hope it doesnt clash with mid-terms.

i get really irritated when people get too stupid.
there must be a reason why i dont reply on msn.
just get the hint and stop messaging me.
instead of going
"hey, i know you can receive my messages"
like (roll eyes)
excuse me i dont need daily reminders about your freaking bash.
i know it's coming.
and i'm not going.