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It's 5am and I randomly feel like baking a cake (of doom).
Got rejected of a job I'm totally overqualified for, always a joy. And Rich keeps calling me a freak. Apparently my thought process and logic are very strange.
Someday, I will master English.
Got rejected of a job I'm totally overqualified for, always a joy. And Rich keeps calling me a freak. Apparently my thought process and logic are very strange.
Someday, I will master English.