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Dec 10, 2006 19:12

I've finally finished moving in the 5th person sharing my room. My parents decided that it would be worth the monthly rental for my room if it meant we didn't need to shift all my stuff out upon the end of the semester, because having to pack and move ALL MY CRAP for ONE month is just stupid, especially when it was likely that I would get the same ( Read more... )

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ct_eon December 11 2006, 01:05:29 UTC
tis all your fault!!...kiasu wannabe!!...you only there for half a yr and already you're all kiasu!!...when will you be gone and back? =O

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seiza December 13 2006, 22:46:24 UTC
*weeps* I will never be kiasu again! I'm sorry! Kiasuness turns you into a hobo! ;o;

Leaving later today and returning on Jan 5. I'd return later if I could, but I still need to get my books ready. xD

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ct_eon December 14 2006, 00:32:35 UTC
that and you has to ensure you're there to see meeeeeeeeeee...oh well at least you no longer have to deal with hobonessu of stuff xD...enjoy your holiday home I guess with very little net o.O

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araeli December 11 2006, 03:05:10 UTC
I find the sink in the room more out of place than the water bottles. xD

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seiza December 13 2006, 22:42:14 UTC
XD! The sink's been there the whole semester, so I've gotten too used to it. But I did laugh at the thought of someone moving their sink into my room for storage. xDDD

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yin_chan December 11 2006, 18:25:12 UTC
AHAHAHAHAHA!! I just had to laugh at Cloud(is that Cloud?) staring in brain-boggled goodness at your European History. It's the sort of look he would have on his face!! Oh, your LJ is the most amusing one on my f-list!! *cracks up again*

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seiza December 13 2006, 22:44:57 UTC
Yep, that's Cloud! XDDD Although I wasn't specifically using him. I just channeled the frustration into a doodle and ta-da! Cloud stepped up from the Bishie Closet! xD

The lecturer was talking so fast that I had to mindlessly copy down fragments of his lecture for a good hour (thinking slows you down), and by the end, you could almost imagine the smoke coming from the pencil AND my poor, broken brain. @_@ Broken brains = Cloud.

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