Letter to my dearest...

Dear Labbie,

How have you been doing? What's been going on around the *shiro-gang? I don't mean to criticize you or anything but have you been lagging too much lately? Why are you loading stuff so slowly?! Now now... Don't be disobedient. If not, I'll have to REFORMAT you, MWA HA HA! Yes, that is a threat so stop emitting sparks at your screen's corner. It is not cool.

Hmm... You say it's because of your fever and the way I made you memorize too much stuff? Well, maybe I have been over-heating you BUT you're suppose to be good at memorizing stuff! I mean, hell, you literally have a photographic memory! So stop pushing the blame to others. And I treat you good ok? No one else has shared a bed with me except you. I've even rolled off the bed a few times because of you.

Ohh wait. Hey... You really are loading much faster, once I've switched to Safari! Do you hate Firefox that much? Blah blah blah, what a class of your own and belonging to the more sophisticated family of Macs?! All tosh, but I guess I won't have to reformat you... Heh, maybe only. Come to think of it, I just reformatted you half a year ago, not fun ok? Maybe I ought to get your monitor fixed but it's too expensive. Hear this, my dad actually asked me to take Samsung instead of you but I rejected his suggestion flat down cause I love you too much! Heh, what's with that smirk? XD

But anyways, I hope you're coping well with all of DS-kun's ROM games that I've been downloading. Don't worry, your memory won't run out cos I'm depositing most of the files into your super huge cousin, the external hard drive. He really is the BLACK sheep in the family aye? But he's better than you at memorizing so shut up.

To go out-of-topic for a moment, I forgot to post yesterday's sentence so here it is: 16/8 Sentence. "What kind of sadistic thoughts actually runs through Mr Paul's mind when he sets our exam papers?!" Ok, that's technically a question but that's not the point. THE POINT IS, HOW DOES HE EXPECT US TO DO THAT KIND OF PAPER?!? I mean, gosh, the 20 mark essay question nearly killed me (my own hard drive was overflowing-out of control-with information) and most of the questions' answers can't be found in the notes. God, he even came up with a formula for the scaffold's degradation rate.

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