Lion Heart by SMAP

hungry... stepped into office at 8.44... boss seems happy to see me.. hahhahhahha.... crapz.. step in diah haven even unlock my drawer ask me abt the minutes i wrote.. complimented on it.. blah blah blah.. zZzzZZZz...

neck pain.. back pain.. knee pain.. wat the heck..

ahhh.. my ah ma seems to be chasing me outta house tmr.. hmmmm...... think of somewhere to slack... library.. hahhaha... go find the stupid my fair lady.. ahhhhhhhhhh...

*stretch stretch..*

darryl's playing wit the aircon behind me... *clank clank* *PIAK!*.. something drops.. opps...

jialat.. now elbow pain... i'm old i'm old.. but not DAT old rite.. argh.. i'm stoning in front of the pc... seems like going to rain... shucks.. i've tons of work to do which i jus dun feel like starting.. i need to redye the roots of my hair.. n its getting LONG.. but not long enuff to cut.. arhhh... wat m i typing again... printer keeps processing.. but the documents r not mine... "Pong!" drops a file.. hits my keyboard tray.. i'm not in my right mind.. icq not starting again...nba.. spurs vs sonics.. brain's taking a long time to start...

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