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Sunday, 2 December 2007
and suddenly, everything falls silent
People really need work to keep them alive. I have absolutely nothing to do now, and its really driving me crazy. I had the most disgusting weekend of just staying at home, sleeping and rotting my life away, doing absolutely brainless and meaningless stuff. I can almost die due to the intense boredom of it all.

My mom and my brother flew off to the USA on Saturday. I woke up at an unearthly hour of 0500 to send them to the airport. And I was so tired that I came back and promptly slept my day away. I have no idea why I was so STUPID as to throw away the opportunity to go to the US this December. On the hindsight, it was really stupid of me not to have taken up the offer, but they are going to the West again, and I don't really want to go visit California all over again. Its in the East I'm interested about right now.

The only good thing about my mom and brother being away for the next 6 weeks is that I get the car for the next 6 weeks. It sounds cool, but in actual fact, with the holidays setting in, I don't really have much of a reason to drive around. So unless I decide to head down to school every single day in December, I'll probably end up locking myself up at home and sleeping my holidays away. Which kind of sucks don't you think?

The house feels so quiet without my mom and brother around. There's my Dad but conversations with him aren't the same. And oh my god, there's housework to do. I swear I'm going to get a domestic help when I move out!

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Name: voldemort33
XY, 01/06/1987, s'porean
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