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Thursday, August 31, 2006

Crisis on the cross,

fatigued much right now. i mugged till four this morning, oh my my my. lol, call me a psychopath if you wish to. i thought this is the only best way out to cover every bit of revision for the darned prelims. i'm lagging behind, see & my days are numbered! oh no, not that i'm dying of pneumonia or what, but you can see how i really prioritise it- it's just too crucial that possibilities that i'll turn suicidal would be high if i don't do well as i've expected. oops, i can see exaggeration there, but, oh well

there wouldn't be any night classes until school reopens. i'll make do this free time to revise at home, yes. was given more sets of worksheets for revision during the holidays. okay perhaps 'holiday' isn't the correct terminology to ascribe- it's more like 'the week of hell' to me. etc. i strictly am gonna practise abstinence from today onwards. from msn, not it, mind you, if you know what i mean(not that i've ever done it, yuck).

moving on, i just couldn't help mentioning this. like, are you trying to push the effin blame to me over the sudden behavioural change in you or what? and why, of all the people, did you choose her as your confidante? oh please, not that i am green-eyed over the fact or sth, but it's just within cognizance that the avenue you're choosing to pour every single of your so-called emotions is definitely wrong, oh mmy! it's just ironic on my part upon recalling this issue, but oh. i can't help being a stereotype in this matter. etc. don't misapprehend. nor reply.

lol. life's much happier now, i realise! i just can't wait for o's to end. let's crash, darlings!

and on my final note, may i wish all teachers
HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!
YAY.
p/s: pardon dan, but did i text to a ghost yesterday or sth? terrific.

Diana H.
Jan 8, 1990

xo,