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Friday, September 7, 2012
131. Distracted @ Friday, September 07, 2012

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So, I was pretty reckless yesterday when I decided that I need to get back at home by the time. This selfish part of me never failed to make everything around turns up-side-down. I'm not so sure how do I feel right now. There are too many things to be sorted out at the moment. Screw those ridiculous proposal for my final year project, misery never leave me since then. Well, semester resumes with load of problems, apparently.

Yesterday was considerably one of the weirdest day to begin with. I woke up late and everything came off not in its place. However I reverted my attention to a stranger that makes my seating for a three hours bus journey become so blissful. Haha, what a sweet distraction indeed.

Yet, three hours fly in a speed of light. How I wish, how I wish.. :)

Hmm... there'll be no final year project to mess up my mind. ( shrugs! )



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