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CIP day
Well, CIP at Raffles Institution was quite fun, I guess. Helping people indirectly through folding paper cranes is the best I can do for charity, I guess, even though my cranes had gigantic heads and really tiny wings. I agree with Huiping; those guys at Raffles are really pnerdly(pimply AND nerdly. They look as if they were the last in line to get chins and first in line for Adam's apples. The general effect is that of a tall stick insect. Bleh. I guess testosterone and testosterone just don't get along well.
Day5 - My dreams Dear dreams: Why can I not recall you at all? Sure, I remember the alien guerilla mercenaries and the cat on a piece of playground floor in the middle of the sea, but the rest of the time, all I get is feelings of deja vu, like I've dreamt this before, but I can only remember that I've actually dreamt about this before. So, dreams, next time I hope I could just remember you before the bad things happen. Love, The Platypus
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