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Texting? An Obsession?

WHO SAID THAT TEXTING IS AN OBSESSION OR A HABIT THAT CAUSE ADDICTION TO BOTH MALE AND FEMALE ?

I guess I'm gonna have to agree with that. What?? It's not like I hate texting or what-hell-ever you're thinking. I just said it. Texting is infact a habit that sometimes some people won't stop from doing. Well, hahaa, of course they'll stop when they are occupied with something else like, sleeping, for instance? HAHAA..really. What else? Sometimes these people also texting while doing other stuff esp. those teens out there. I know because sometimes, I'm involved too! Involved in what? Let me answer, texting while trying to focus on study. Well, this is really a bad thing to do but, sometimes we study while we're texting too,right? E.g. I text you asking how to solve maths probs or I might be seeking for chemystry's report answers. Who knew? I did it numerous times that I accidentally forget to count.
I think that's all. I didn't go to school because I can't walk in the school with sandals all the time. My shoes were stolen and I'm still very angry deep inside - just didn't show it. Oh, really?? [in mocking tone]

P/S : Step by Wicked Step should receive an award. I totally like the synopsys, the main motive of the story, the languages [very suitable for nowadays readers], the way the story go on and on and on...&& guess what? I had already covered the book with PVC book covers!!



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