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MICHELLE IS WRITING AN ESSAY
And she has written a grand total of 2 and a half sentences in the past hour. Congratulations. She needs all the luck in completing this 30% of her grade. 

Seriously. What are the benefits and challenges associated with wireless in healthcare. Does this topic actually have an argument to it. It's begging me to state the benefits and challenges. I don't see no argument. According to Mervyn, it's Engineering's argument, not Arts argument. Gee gee. Clueless as to what the professors want. Oh wells. Elaine, Madhuri, Jian Le, Theodore, and to my Report group mates, quan kao ni men le.
Am addicted to Tumblr whenever I write. 

Bought a new computer yesterday. Booted it up today. What's the point of i7, 1Gb graphic RAM, when you can't even type. Lenovo ah lenovo WHY. Wasted my whole afternoon. Better not give me another defective one. My screwed up Acer also never had this problem. I've actually beared with this laggy laptop, rain and shine for 5 years. I'll write a post dedicated to it ! <3 my love for the past 4+ 5 years. 

When it rains, it pours. 



Trying to figure out this life;
Won't you take me by the hand, take me somewhere new;
I don't know who you are, but I, I'm with you;


I'm not doing a very good job of staying away from Twitter. & your account. Heck, I'm staring at MSN, stalking your status. Good job. 
Spends way too much reading into what people say. Their words, their expressions, their tones, their phrasing. Just give it up. Tiring, you know? 

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