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April 22, 2009 5:54 PM
i`ve had a knack from way back;
This is my 135th blog in Blogger.

*claps*

I pity the people who're at Sri Lanka right now. They're all injured badly and stuff... and it's all because people are stupid.

Yes, you read right. People are stupid.

And you know what else is stupid?

Justine.

Yes, Justine. You are now a thing.

*claps*

Raawr.

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I'm obsessed. I want to have more reviews. I need to have more reviews. I see no difference in those two words since people easily confuse them with each other.

I now refer you to the words I said earlier, people are stupid.

And currently, I'm annoyed at the Selecta commercial. You know, the one with the annoying song? Yea, that. It's so... ugh.

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Notice how easily I get to switch topics? It's because I don't really have a specific topic or theme for this blog...

I want a new dress.

See what I mean?

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I'm separating the blog into... I forgot what you call them. Justine, what have you done to me this time?!

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I don't think I can be able to go to SHS tomorrow. I still have to go to the UP Health Service place for some more testing. I still haven't completed my medical records yet. But I haven't gotten my report card yet, too, so... I don't know what to do.

Plus, the deadline of the stuff I need for registration is on Friday, April 24, before 1 o' clock.

...dammit.

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I still can't find a comfortable way to stand while playing the violin. I don't know what to do with my feet since I'm sort of flat footed.

I blame Genetics.

And Justine. Justine, too.

I also can't hold my bow properly. My right hand is too small, dammit! I can't reach the end of the frog from the other side... Raawr.

I'm also not sure if my violin has a bass bar since I can't see inside the f-holes...

Ew. That sounded green.

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Let's try to be a bit more skeptic, shall we?