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Wednesday, March 26th, 2008
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2:59a - Fucks You Project (pardon the profanities)
I think my life is really dramatic.
First i got quoted 1000 fucking bucks to print out my 18 photos in 11'' x 14". Seriously why do people do businesses like that, that's pure daylight robbery. I really almost died of a heart attack when i heard the price. And if i didn't get them printed out today, i will really die cause submission was the next day.
Anyway marc and his mum went all over town trying to find a good and cheap printing shop. Finally, thanks to auntie, i got them printed for 250 bucks :)
Secondly, after spending the entire day looking for a place to print my photos, we realized that marc's dad went to the office which only happens in once in a million years. Marc's dad is a very strict man and then he started messaging auntie. I felt so freaking bad that they had to lie for me...Then we tried to get back asap and the worst part was on the CTE, there was a freaking fallen tree. Oh my...we were stuck on the expressway for ages.
So finally i got back and napped for a bit. Next thing i know, i woke up and i saw black spots...really fucked. I really thought i was getting too sick.
Anyway drove to town, collected photos and then marc and i went to hang at lazy since we needed a drink after a stressful day.
So an hour later at lazy, i couldn't breathe. My chest was really really tight and it was so scary. Marc passed me his ventolin and after i inhaled that shit, i felt giddy. God, i really thought i was dying and i was on the verge of getting marc to call the ambulance. Tears started streaming down and it was just a horrible feeling.
But the day ended really well, marc helped me cut the boards for my photos and we went home early to rest and cook some good food since i didn't have dinner cause i was too BUSY.
Seriously FYP.
FUCK FYP, you screw my health up.
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