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no tit-tel (get it?) so amusing...
Sunday, June 28, 2009, @ 12:26 AM

Finally washed my filthy bathtub. I felt like Cinderella, when she was enslaved . I learned a lot about myself, in those short few minutes of scrubbing; I prefer women with good hygiene; I'm going to be rich, so I can hire a maid. Am I the only 14 year old male who has to clean his own bathroom? Well just so you know, it's very liberating; especially if you're mad, and you pretend the tub is someone you hate. Smile. Because. Life is Short. I have 1 day left here in my motherland, and as far as I know, I'm doing nothing tomorrow. Someone bestow me with anti-depressants to get this over with quicker.