ib can go fucking die.
i hate this year. i hate being a junior. i hate being so unbelievably close to the end, but not there yet.
may24: prompromPROM.
may29: exams.
june5: freedom.
on a lighter note, i have to take new pictures and come up with some new prose.
who knows, maybe a burst of inspirasi will smack me on the forehead in the middle of exams.
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