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New blog, new URL. But, disgusting as always.

Wonder why I'm writing my first post with SO MUCH ANGST.

& I thought CCA would get much better with new people coming in. HOW WRONG WAS I.
From my wonderful junior:
"I watch porn and I'm being honest about it"
"I've never handed in homework on time since Sec 3. But I made it here still, so oh wells"
Epic fail.

Nicole pointed out that I have too many black things. Black shoes, black backpack, black phone, black wallet, black laptop bag, black jacket. I welcome colourful donations.
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