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Hardly would anyone see him with an If I die in Dallas drag my body back to the funk shirt notebook, copying notes,s or jotting down something while a lecturer lectures, yet, he comes out with better grades. A very large bag always hung on his back as a student, the notion had always been that his textbooks and notebook occupied the volume of the bag but only he knew the content, not until one of his course.

Mates mistakenly hit the bag off his If I die in Dallas drag my body back to the funk shirt shoulder to discover a mini laptop as the content. When asked why his reply had always been, I hate notebooks Now, at the very favorable hour of the day, a notebook, Death Note to be precise, rested on his table. Without opening the book, he walked to the window to see the red moon totally disappeared.