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2007-12-11 -- 2:34 p.m.

tuesday.

fine weather.
at last.

feeling....
stoney.

listening to...
samba.

drinking...
chardonnay.

lazing around in my room..
with new orientations
clean tiles
fresh scent of dynamo on my bed
maroon-tinted sunlight dimly lit.

tuition will start after xmas.
have been eating wind for some time.

i tell u.
samba music makes u drunk.
even though i don't understand a single word.
but it's dreamy, like it floats.