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Y .Friday, February 23, 2007.

FPM was a total diaster.

studied all the so called.. SO SO SO important things tt the teachers emphasized so much on.

all the plate&frame filter shit. "sedimentation is a MUZ NOE". wth. swallowed those rubbish down like craZy. yet. nth came out. allen liew can be kind. draw graphs. tsk tsk. i'm going to see him next sem lar. i buang the paper.no joke. buang sem + buangtimetable + buang organisation= buang results = RIP.

studying makes one so frustrated. the headache before every paper is becoming so psychological. i cant wait for exams to be over. i want meet ups!

At random..i used to describe myself as cheerful. but sumhow.. this word dun seem to describe me anymore. A READY SMILE seems more appropiate.. as we grow up.. seems to be have more things to worry and think abt. dun worry. i'm still not a sadist yet. i can be so temperamental. fast mood changes. lolx. i'm not pms-ing, i strongly emphasize.

talked to cecilia the other dae. i'm missing my OLD friends. haha. ppl from pri n sec... for one thing, mayb somethings, u have to lose it to learn the importance. cos.. i really miss tuckyee a lot. my BESTEST guyfriend in pri sch. the small childish talks we used to have. being a 12-yr old girl seemed so.. long ago. and.. till now. everytime i think abt tt dae i recieved the news.. the heartache is still there. for memories stay in the heart forever.

1 paper down. 2 more to go. freedom's on the way.

for now.. i'll try my best to convince myself... I LOVE MATHS!



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