the sphinx told me, that arabian night

how the stars will dance tonight

i'm still here!
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i miss you all!
(and i should probably update this thing more, fo sho.)

apocalypse
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these days i wonder about "the end of the world" and what that could imply.

(no subject)
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gosh, this cankersore is EVIL.

so confuzzled.
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m: "so, what are you interested in anum?"
a: "the environment."
m: "and...?"
a: "social studies."
a: "maybe a little bit of biology?"
a: "oh, and i like journalism too!"

i'm not very optimistic about where my future might lead -.-

volcanic hormone eruption syndrome
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a volcano erupts in my stomach.

and it makes me jump up, down, round and round.

starry eyed surprise!
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ANUM = SUCH SILLY FACE.

DILEMMA!


back pain ;_;
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in the middle of history, i began to feel the all too familiar pins and needles on my thigh.
i wanted to stretch my legs, but my desk was restrictive, and i could only pull them forwards and backwards. backwards and forwards. hoping it would go away.

by the evening, the pain had intensified,
so i took my pills.
then i looked in the mirror and came face-to-face with a zombie!
99.1 degrees.
fatigue and headaches all week, babey.

(i'm not sure where my health is going.)

but (one thing is for sure)

cinnamon rolls do the right thing. they dropkick kapow! physical drain.


exclamation is the way to go
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munim got selected for the camp enterprise (staying at university of toronto for 3 days and participating in business competitions).

bah, they had 2 extra spots. >_> I should have applied.

(no subject)
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ahhhh taco salad how i crave you!

michael ondaatje's narrative
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Still, today it is water who is the stranger here. Water is the exile, carried back in cans, and flasks, the ghosts between your hands and your mouth.

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