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August 28, 2004

Solitude

See what's wrong? That was my room. And there were TWO bags in the middle of the night.

And no, the pink one's not mine. And no, the foot's not mine too.

I got enough complaints as it was with the turquoise bag. Heh.

Dedel: (pointing) that's your bag?
R: Not really. why?
Dedel: It's just not your colour. Not your kind of blue more like...
R: So what kind of a blue am I?
Dedel: Navy?

Yep, I change it to murky green now.

R: Is this my colour?
Po: Hmm...more you than the turqoise...
R: aww God I'm associated with murky green. Great. Perfect.

See this baby here? I won't last another week without it.

The crystals (IN ALL ITS GLORY) we made during chem practical. Oh hell, they look like coccaine. Po did hers in a rush so hers looked finer. Like a cotton candy (No, I'm not hungry as I write this)

Fancy gadgets

Trying to figure out how the machine works...

Our personal fume cupboard!

pasted RoSs. L. at 8/28/2004 01:40:00 AM [where's the glue??]

{Out of UhU}

This is what boredom drives me to do
It's not about photography, really. It's all about being idle.
Boredom kills me.

I read this somewhere: The more we study the more we know. The more we know, the more we forget. The more we forget, the less we know. So why study?
I know. I know. It's a warped view presented by someone desperate to find an excuse. I just thought it interesting.

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