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LINGON
BERRY
AVAL
ANCHE
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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title: Specially selected couscous
Friday, 5 September 2008 AT 1:54 pm


My first thought this morning when I woke up was, "It's gotten colder than yesterday."
My second was, "Ow."

I've been aching all over since last night, only it wasn't as severe then. It's times like this when I curse the fact that I was born as a girl. A physically normal girl who has periods.
I hate having periods; the PMS which makes me SUPER bitchy, the tummy bloating, the period itself (duh), the occasional cramps, and the aching.
I am dying luh!
Every single muscle is my body is screaming bloody murder. My arms, my legs, my thighs, and back, my waist, my neck, and even my bum. What the heck??
I desperately hope that my period ends before monday, when school starts. (Fat hope uh.)

Speaking of which, two more days to school!
I only have the weekend left with which to slack around and relax, then it's buck-up time for me. Oh well, I do suppose I've already had more than my fair share of holiday-ing. It's time to wake up from my summer lovin' dream (cos it's autumn now LOL), and snap back to reality, however harsh it seems. All dreams have got to end sometime.
I shall do my best for my new school life, わたしはがんばるな！
よろしくおねがいします！

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