Wednesday, April 14, 2010 Y 8:42 AM Once in a while, I'll be inevitably enslaved myself to the implacable materialistic desires. Here she is, on the phone and online chat with me, and bombarding me with pictures of Chanel bags. $4330 for a bag made of metal and parts of dead cows/sheep. Oh and Chanel doesn't spare Alligators too, apparently. Is it really worth it? I will try to keep everything under my control. And fuck, this is contagious, she's been nagging abt Chanel bags for the past 45 mins or so. Stupid bitch, I wanna box your face. And there's no sign of her stopping yet. It's ok, I'll definitely get my MacPro Pro after A's, and the Miumiu bag too if I get 4As for A's. (HAHA, Sorry change to Miumiu instead, Burberry's design is too loud for me I decided) It's supposed to be a motivation for me to work hard but it's so not working now :( Argh, fuck it. I shall just make Jingxian library my first home during weekdays and Starbucks during weekend after 19 April. Totally awesome shit.
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