Night before the chem exam, i'm blogging here and shawn's doing a magic trick behind me. Shawn is now done doing the trick. We are dead. It's over. Amy's going to be a widow tomorrow. Krishna, a widower. I'm rooting for the guillotine. Shawn wants a bullet to the back of the head.
.... gobbledegook
goodbye systems design.. we hardly knew ye
edit: i want a black tombstone with krishna's face chiseled on it
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