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Saturday, April 29, 2006

I need fresh air. They said air is fresher up there. Too bad for me, i'm at a disadvantage. While others enjoy fresher air UP THERE, i suffer and inhale people's fumes DOWN HERE. Where's the justice in this ah? I demand equality. Give me height! Give me air! Fresh fresh air.

I guess the label across my forehead which screams "AIRHEAD" seems more prominent, of late. Or more specifically, ever since i joined the debates. Biggest problem? My mind migrates alot and i'm always empty up there. Earth to fara, yoohoo! Plus, i'm perpetually drunk on my own thoughts; my attention span lasts ten minutes at the most, after which i'll say bubbye; and i have the memory of a demented person. Basically just that.

And. Hormones are killing me. KILLING me.

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