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6.30.2005

lost fragments... i

RESEARCH. defined in modern thesauri as "stress." and why not, considering the time we all spend for some illogically (and illegally) compiled articles acquired from libraries and websites, condensed into a specific topic of interest, and passed to an anti-social teacher for revision all in a span of... never mind. did i hear anyone say "time constraint!"? anyway, there was a change in the deadline of submission of the proposal - an extension of two days. hol-ler!

OPEN SECRETS. password. still can't find any alternative. but at least, the thing doesn't mean anything to me now, except that it was a combination of nine randomly selected letters. pink letter? a pink letter which someone i recently forgot gave to me, in reply to an earlier letter which i sent to the person. as of now, many have seen and read what damned writing was there. inbox, out of the box. as of now, at least a dozen people know what stuff's in my cellphone.

CASINO TREND. someone told me that ten years from now, there will be a great increase in the number of casinos worldwide. therefore, there will be higher sales of playing cards globally, right? yes, the signs of the times are clearly seen within the parameters of our four-cornered room. the latest fad.

I'M IN LOVE!! oh really? uhm, once upon a time, in a far-away physics lab, i got to meet her eyes for a few seconds. then i felt that i was crazily in love. simple indeed?

THE TERMINAL. first, a friend to the FX station. then, a girl to the taxi pod. and lastly, before finally heading home, another friend to the FX station again. when did i develop this philosophy of "as long as there's someone who i know still there, in no way will i be heading home."???

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