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beer, cigarettes, music, and crap.

it has been another one of those nights when yours truly had an encounter with the college stuff that keeps sanity in your college life. but not all people in college need beer, cigarettes, music, and crap to survive -- it just so happens that you also got to have fun.

ok, all of the given do not bring fun on themselves. usually, its a combination of any of the three and company -- any kind of company would do. you don't believe me? you better try it out.

but dont take my word for it, i havent had too much of any of the above. just in case you have gotten too much of any of the three, please look at the link at the left side bar and email me. i'd like to know from other people how you could get too much of these and never have enough.

it suddenly sounds like i didn't have fun last night -- and you guessed it, i didn't. the usual stuff really gets boring, especially if you tend to think start thinking of it as the usual stuff. although you could have fun with the usual stuff, but it gets less and less fun as you get more and more of it. sometimes, a diversion or too is necessary especially when you are really idle.

but in my case, i've got too much on my hands that i need to do them first before having more of the usual stuff. but now, im taking a breather...

chill... :)

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