They texted me last night. I need to come to work since no one's willing to take over. I said yes. Now I can't. I'm sick. Darn fever. Not because I want to work, but because I hate feeling all droopy and tired like this. Darn, darn, darn.
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I saw someone post a question: Why are some girls willing to be just number 2s? And I said, BECAUSE IT'S THE CLOSEST THING TO BEING NUMB...
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I was jolted, more like smacked, on the head yesterday when I saw some of my college friends over who were applying here ar my place. It see...
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I hate the fact that there are instances when I've no control over how things would turn out in my day. You could say I'm a control ...
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