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Haven't been blogging for the longest time. In the words of one very succinct SDU organiser: "I sucks!"

Anyway, with the new job and all, funny how easy it is to slip back into 'normal' life again. Those memories of people and places somewhere over the rainbow starting to diminish little by little. MISS THEM SO MUCH!!!

Fuck lah. I sound like a broken record.

This. Will. Stop.

Dee the Grump: "I'd rather slash my wrists with a ragged disposable chopstick then morph into a moaning tit bitching about where It's at, how It's not here and all that shiate."

Hell, no. I won't mope.

OK.

Dee the Tit: "This. Will. Stop. Someday. Maybe."

In other news, some guy in Arizona is shot dead after he hijacks a Krispy Kreme delivery truck. He figured it was better to do something than donut at all.

Kekeke.

Oh, and there was a water-balloon fight in Coogee beach last weekend.


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