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3 things: damn rain, Facebook quiz & Counter Strike.

Here at the internet shop. My friends are going to teach me how to play Counter Strike. I am so psyched. Can't wait. Lol.


Oh yeah, stupid rain! I am so freaking wet right now. It feels like I just had a shower. All I need now is some soap and shampoo. Come on! Weather's not cooperating with me. This is why I truly hate first semesters. It is always fucking raining!
My hair's wet. My shirt and jogging pant's soaked. My shoes are wet--even on the inside, which is by the way, totally gross. My freaking bag's also wet. I just wish that my things aren't wet too. Seriously, damn that rain!

ANYWAY. Just finished answering Irish's "How well do you know me?" quiz on Facebook. I got 40 percent. Goodness. I feel so completely lame and embarrassed. I am such a bad friend. I also answered Kat's quiz, and I got a 46 percent. Come on! Really, humiliating!
And oh, I just made my own "How well do you know me?" quiz. Irish answered it and she got a 70 percent. So, I was like, WOW. I felt so much more embarrassed.


Whew. Counter Strike is damn complicated. I keep dying. They're always killing me. Makes me so damn depressed :( LOL. And I can't control the mouse properly. Maybe this is really how the beginner's feel.
Hoping that we're gonna play again tomorrow.
I seriously want to learn more.
WOOHOO!

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