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Wednesday, November 12, 2003

Why is NUS so dusty? I clean my room so much and yet there is still so much to clean! And I have to clean it again when I'm supposed to be studying. Now I'm hungry.

There were boxes in the margins of the Journal. They weren't exactly code; it was just that she drew them when she was disturbed, and the more disturbed she was, the more numerous and elaborate those little boxes became. She didn't need to read the actual entries to know how she had felt when making them; the boxes told. Sometimes there were only one or two plain cubes; sometimes there was an elaborate network of boxes that completely surrounded the text. Sometimes they resembled stalls for Maresy, though the truth was that Maresy was a free horse, unbridled, unsaddled, and unstalled. Maresy was as free as she was bound.

"Remember your physics? Radioactive materials keep losing their radiation, getting less dangerous but never entirely finishing. So you can't say how long they last. But you can say how long it takes for their level of radioactivity to drop to half of what it was. That's their half-life, which may be a fraction of a second, or millions of years. So when it comes to the declining excitement of love, the half-life is eighteen months, on average."

i dun want nobody else, my baby
i can't have nobody else, my baby
if i can't have u, then i dun want nobody
if i can't have u, then i dun want no one

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