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Thursday, December 10, 2009
[ my sad story ]

ok. change of plan.
forget the bag and hair straightener. (notice i didn't say 'dress'?)
my stupid bag and hair are the least of my worries.
my laptop crashed yesterday, hard disk is gone.
i'm gonna need a new HD.
fml.

i had the worst day ever yesterday. seriously. i'm not being over-dramatic. it was so bad i actually broke down and cried... in the middle of a shopping centre. and this was even BEFORE my laptop thing! the crashing of the pc was just the part where i got kicked when i was down.
you know, the standard my-day-couldn't-get-any-worse-and-then-it-does kinda thing.
i'm not gonna go into detail though, not yet anyway. too soon, the risk of re-crying is high. i know i sound like a baby but... well. mummy my computer is broke!

Jill 6:37 PM .: 2 comments :.


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who. jill symons
when. 30th october
what. student
where. sweden
why. because i can
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