
DAY 1: Thursday, 7:05 AM

Have looked at the mirror 6 times in 10 minutes...and still didn't have enough. Going again........Bro has taken over the mirror.............just switch off the monitor and fix what ever I have to.....Gotta get going, getting late....AGAIN.
Thursday, 12:10 PM
Had the Interactivity class with Bhatia this morning.....jeez I came all they here form Malton for this ONE class......Oh well....Gave me another reason to try that Chinese restaurant in the mall....
..Anywho after that huge meal (kung pow chicken- brap-brap.....more like a super-sweet candy..but styll)...Before leaving the place, I looked at almost every piece of glass (windows, counters and such) in which I could see my

PS: Find me Counter-Strike by the name of "Solid Snake" - kills something or rapes something, usually it's going to one of those; as solid snake doing something horrible.... so look out. I'll be editing this later on....I am getting sworn at by friends, so I' ll join them now.
Thursday, 12:50 PM
LOL...damn those red shirts, they sneak up behind you or what! I mean these guys are more sneaky than Sam Fisher and more agile than Spiderman. One second they are in their counter thingy and the other they are creepin up right behind you. This red dude just booked me so, I am doing this blog now.....I just adjusted the brightness (lowered it, so i see more glare) of my monitor and turned it towards the red counter a little, now I see YOU in my rear view mirror red shirt LOL.....Counter-Strike for a little while and then I am off.
Thursday, 1:15 Pm
AAAALLLLRIIITE then, I am getting kinda relieved and also getting kinda tense+stressed+mad+sad at the same time. You know why because going home means that I have work on my assignments..*SOBS*.... soooooooooooooooo many assignments due one-day after another.......not only that, I have to take 3 motherfuckin TTC busses to get home. That means that I am gonna reach home after 3 loong hours of TTC hell.........................this is really fucked up MmmmaaaannnnnnnN.............Hope I will be able to stay awake to blog when get to my Sweet Home. I am comin home mummyyy. {:' )
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