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Twitter posts are so fugly. :/ I don't like them. I only like the idea of my tweets being saved somewhere for later reference.
Anyway, I've been privating them after a day so you don't have to look at their ugly asses. I still do though, so fail.
I feel like I'm getting a grip on myself. I feel better about my jobs, about my university, about myself. Not good, but better.
I'm done with giving a shit about a passive-aggressive puppy dog desperately waiting for the beckon.
I still need a holiday though, I think I'll be going to Singapore soon. My dad's taking a job there so I won't see him like ever unless I go up there. Crazy jetsetting parents. A holiday would be so nice.
Dido is so nice. I just want to sleep to her.
Anyway, I've been privating them after a day so you don't have to look at their ugly asses. I still do though, so fail.
I feel like I'm getting a grip on myself. I feel better about my jobs, about my university, about myself. Not good, but better.
I'm done with giving a shit about a passive-aggressive puppy dog desperately waiting for the beckon.
I still need a holiday though, I think I'll be going to Singapore soon. My dad's taking a job there so I won't see him like ever unless I go up there. Crazy jetsetting parents. A holiday would be so nice.
Dido is so nice. I just want to sleep to her.