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Call me nikki or ella, both are fine with me. I'm a proud filipina living in Singapore. EIGHTEEN. I talk coffee, music, photography and art. LOVE ME FOR IT.

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Monday, August 3, 2009
Sell me your diploma.

Procrastination is a bitch.

Have I done my typography assignment for GC? No.
Have I started on my 3d mock up for FDS? No.
Have I finished my powerpoint slides for OC? No.
Can you stop me from whining? No.

Urgh. For some reason, I blame it all to my spoiled mouse. ARGH YOU, MOUSE. Because of you, I lost my mood in doing all my school work. Why did you have to break yourself when I need you? You think you're cheap? You think you're easy to live without? Well, fuck you.

I'm scolding a non-living thing, wtf. -..-

*searches some crazy facts from the net*
Me: Ma, do you know that when you put a goldfish in a dark room long enough, it will eventually turn white?
Mom: DUH. Try staying in a dark room and see if you don't turn pale.
Me: ARGH. Okay. -..- Do you know that the word "stewardesses" is the longest word you could type using only your left hand?
Mom: Okay.
Me: You could try to sound a bit more interested, you know. Pfft.
Mom: I'm eating, don't disturb me.

GRR. I need a more attentive mother, please.
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