what im thinking about:
morning: my business. why im so s**t?
afternoon: my job. why my boss so s**t?
evening: my dinner. why the customers so s**t?
night: EMILY. why today so s**t?
owh... another day is coming. i wish to do something everyday. i like done nothing everyday.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
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