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i have trouble writing essays.. i always have in mind this idea of the perfect argument--not that there ever is only one answer, but i think something sublimely written would persuade you that there is, and that you are looking at it. i don't like the detritus that accompanies the act of creation because it feels like carving a sculpture and realising that you've shaved off too much wood. i can't deal with flaws.
i just got back from the tailor's.. my suit is almost ready! :D am tremendously excited... of course i'm not the best man at my brother's wedding (not about to give up eating the food just to do rounds with my bro at the dinner) but i look good... *GWINZ!!!!!!* truly the clothes doth the man make.
i just got back from the tailor's.. my suit is almost ready! :D am tremendously excited... of course i'm not the best man at my brother's wedding (not about to give up eating the food just to do rounds with my bro at the dinner) but i look good... *GWINZ!!!!!!* truly the clothes doth the man make.