I'm in a fantastically hyper mood. I fully blame this on Mr. Edouard Christian Benedict School for Boys(who is makulit to the core) and the massive amount of sugar I gorged on prior to this post. Hmmm... sounds like those things the celebrities on those noon-time shows shout out as the credits roll.."I would like to thank Fanny Serrano for my hair and makeup..."

The things my brain comes up with... 

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Dammit. My fascination with smoking has popped up again. I never should have asked toot to hand me her cigarette.. Shall I explain? I think I shall.

Everytime I smoke a cig (which isn't a lot, I tell you), it becomes a recurring thought in my brain. I keep thinking about it, about lighting one up, about buying a pack---which totally doesn't help because I like matches(I SWEAR I'M NOT A PYROMANIAC. That's Nina.), smoke, smokers (I find it dead sexy. RAWR. Hahahaha) and smokers' hands. What makes it worse for me, is that I hang out with smokers at school. I'm surprised that I haven't asked them for one yet.

Why is it that whenever I talk I sound a little bit more insane? Hahaha.

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Thank God! Boondock Saints finally finished downloading! Another excellent movie. Anyone who hasn't watched it yet, should.

LIST OF MOVIES TO WATCH NEXT:

* Primer

* What The Bleep Do We Know

* Raging Bull (provided KC lends this to me)

* Bubba Ho Tep! 

Dammit, I just remembered. Elephant is showing in Ateneo on Friday at 4 and I can't go!!! Class ends at 6!!!

Crap the world.