Monday, February 3, 2014

Dear Diary,

It's just passed 2am. I'm watching the super bowl (my american friend is all hyping it up) and in that time I'm swallowing an egg. That egg being - scan my paper documents and get rid of it

I have had poor motivation for the past few days. Ever since the date I think.

She asked me out again. I replied. I said - not until next week.

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