Wednesday, March 18, 2009

If it's not right, then it must be left?

As of the moment, I am sitting here on an unknown computer shop I've never been to until now. Beside me is Hanna listening to the same song we've been hearing since we came here. You keep playing your games on me.

The initial plan was to do a formal report on DNA extraction of onions, but blogging got the best of us. The sun is at its peak and its scorching outside. Here, the air is conditioned but I feel warm inside. You keep playing your tricks on me.

Eighteen more minutes and I head home, must try my best not to fall asleep until I'm done studying. Oh, what I would give to have a clone right now. And all I ever wanted was your loving.

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