i can go on talking for hours.
and yes, i can.. about nothing perplexed, just fundamental rubbish of the mind. perhaps it covers a fragment of excretion? mentally possible..
the term of computer expert, might perhaps take a low call today. i had no idea what i just did with someone's property. no damages, but the installation was somewhat not within the prognosis of this, professional here. hope it works fine..
scientifically or logically, instinctively or psychologically, trailing the update-ism of the internet isnt simple. even to keep track of my blog. i dont update as frequently as i used to. i've found a new home to amusement, youtube (:
a mental memo in my brain, 25th of june would end my dreading. the curiosity of knowing the overall results of my pretty screwed mid term exam is killing me inside out. ouch!
nevertheless, i might not make in on the 25th of june. ahh..
again,
sorrey for the chasm of time the deadness of the blog lasted (:
