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you know about the voices that speaks in your head?i listen to them somtimes. most of the times. sometimes they tell me good things. sometimes they make me wish for bad things. |
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it's found :B
Alhamdulillah! The sexy pink baby has been found!
To show just how much I've repented from the clutter-of-a-life I've been leading, I spent the entire evening cleaning up my room yesterday. It's all clean and nice now. But I might have to change rooms later on because 2nd RC has this new policy of segregating the courses by floors. They're planning to implement it in January. It sucks, really. While I admit that 85% of my social contact in 2nd RC already consists of dental students, it doesn't mean that I want to see dental students day-in and day-out. There are other interesting topics of conversation that does not relate to teeth. Or medicine. Another point in fact is that a residential college is supposed to be like a second home to students. You don't change homes after just 6 months of living in them. Well, maybe you would, but even if you do, it definitely won't be at the same area again. Either way, my PSP is back now. Yay! |