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It's been really crazy the past 2 days...i haven't studied at all since Wednesday so i'm pretty much fucked for my next couple of papers...bumming around on Thursday and Friday was entirely my fault but Saturday was inevitable...well basicly on Friday i met Weaner and her friend Sarah Loogie(pronounced Loo-zay) for lunch...we went to an Italian restaurant at Holland V...if i'm not wrong...it's called "Al Dante"...and as usual Weaner wanted to go shopping at Sasa so we went there and bought tons of those miniature perfume bottles...i got a couple myself...sponsored by Weaner..."Thanx!...I love the Estee Lauder!"...Ryan met us there after his exam and then we went home while Sarah and Weaner went back to Woodlands for dinner
At home...i had this really unexpected emotional breakdown...it was so weird...i was crying but i didn't know why and neither did Ryan...it was really freaky...it's like i wasn't in control of myself anymore Anyway Ryan left at like 8 to meet Weaner and Sarah for a couple of drinks while i stayed at home...and then it all began...my mum called me in the morning and told me that Ryan got beaten up and was in hospital...you can imagine the horror...his face was so badly mangled...it was all bloody and he had blood clots in his eye and nose...and he couldn't even walk properly...according to Ryan the medics were impressed that he was able to live to tell the story considering 7-10 mama guys assaulted him...the story on how it all happened in the first place is way too long and i can't be bothered to recite it...basicly i spent 3 hours at the police station and the rest of the day attending to good 'ol el cripple's every need...call me psycho but i think the reason i had that emotional breakdown before he left is cause i think i knew what was going to happen to him...or maybe i'm just crazy...anyhow...i think my services are needed now...write later...ciao! im in a dilemma at 3:58 PM
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