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I shouldn’t be up this late but I couldn’t resist writing (mind you I start work really early…yolo). I am going through this moment where my brain is on high alert packed with large quantities of ideas waiting for me to unload on Microsoft word. You can possible assume that this feeling I am having is the same feeling JK ROWLING had when writing for Harry Potter.

Ok. I am being ridiculous and should stop right now.

I really need to get back to reading books! It’s so hard to read in the age where everyone has an electronic device and can access the World Wide Web; without even thinking the first thing I type on the web address is ‘facebook’.

I AM HOOKED TO ZE INTERNET AND SLOWLY BECOMING A DEGENERATE. I HAVE A MASTER’S DEGREE. WTF AM I DOING!?!?!??!

Good night my fellow readers … wait I don’t have any. What am I saying?
  
Peace, 
Sha-BANG.

P.S Cant stop listening to this song: 

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