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Fairytales don't teach children that dragon exists,

Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales teach children the dragons can be killed.


Thursday, March 3, 2011 5:56 PM
screw pas paper and welcome new found hobby..
so exams are finally over..
woohoo, hallelujah..
screw my pas paper in a deep shit hole.

i'm still in school,it's been two and a half hours since i left the exam venue, i could only knew so much and i kinda left it at that. i was watching wongfu weekeds for the whole two hours. greats stuff..

there are so many people here, if only you could see it. i dont want to take a picture, i might chase them all away. you may be surprised on how many people there are in the world that does not like to randomly be taken picture of. i mean, dude, i'm making a memory here, respect my courtesy.

god, i just saw a grown man, picking his nose, like super, in public, sitting with his study friends. he's still doing it now.. as i'm writting.. eeewwwww, old man. god, gross..

so i'm in need of inspiration. havent have that since my dad crushed my dreams of ever being a graphic designer, or anything that involves designing.THANKS DAD.. Really.. over the holidays(so they say), i think i'm gonna start on a new project.. i'll talk more about it in tonight's post.

well, i'm hungry, i'm alone, and i have no money.. boooo
think i'm gonna head home now, but it's so early..
i dont like coming home early, but where can i go? oh my god.

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