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Did wishing upon a falling star work anyway? I'll be brief I WANT MY HAPPY EVER AFTER Sometimes I wish I was a Twilight character Not that I like the book; at least I know I'll be assured of a perfect ending

Unless of course, I was James, Laurent, Victoria or any one of the baddies. In that case, I just want A happy ending



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    Tuesday, 17 July 2007


    Oh crap.

    That's the least vulgar thing on my mind at the moment.

    I mean... My life has been going really downhill. It's not academically; if it were, I would have slit my writsts by now. But....

    The past few days I've been getting stomach cramps. Really really really bad cramps. Like I'll get all sweaty, and I feel like fainting. It's horrible. I can't even stand up striaght.

    Ouch. Take some painillers then.

    I'm swallowing two to four panodols a day. It's not helping...


    Oh and f*ck. I lost my green file. The file with all my manuscripts in it. The Shadow of a Dream, and the new Avatar one I'm writing. And my research. Bloody hell, that's my entire year's work.

    I feel like slitting my wrists and just watching the blood flow. That story has been my life for some time now.

    God... What am I supposed to do? The contents of that file are irreplacable. I can't take this, having both physical and mental pain at the same time.

    Â -close your eyes ;