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This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.
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Friday, 25 January 2008 AT 3:19 pm


I just finished watching The Bone Collector.
This is like the what, 3rd time I've sat through the movie, and I still quite enjoy it. Denzel Washington is hot anyway. :D

Oh gosh, I'm feeling so lethargic now, but I suppose I still have to drag myself to school tomorrow. At first it was because we had Literati stuff to do, but then Berna texted me to say it was cancelled. Apparently I still have to make an appearance though; I was stupid enough to agree after Clap's endless bugging about how I should go and "cheer for him". Irritating fella, hmph. Who asked me to be so loyal? [ahem XDD] If I've promised something, I have to see it through. Damn my conscience.
Even more annoying is the fact that I cannot contact Clap to ask when I have to be there tomorrow! I just want to kick the entire thing in and sleep. If I do go, I swear, that boy will die a horrible death when I see him. I will mess his precious hair up so bad that his own mother won't recognise her son. -_-"bl

And I still have to do this research on the conflicts between science and religion for our GP project! But, oh well, at least it's a topic I'm interested in. No choice, gotta rough it up.

One last note: Our Literati web portal is still a work in progress, but our forum is up and going, thanks to Bernadette! :D If anyone is interested in checking it out, here's the link:
http://literatimi.proboards66.com/index.cgi
Post up your comments! Bonsoir~