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Saturday, August 12, 2006

In the wrecked state of mind,

yesterday wasn't a day for pure revision apparently. mom & dad plus sisters were all psyched up about thrill rides & stuffs *shucks*, and so off we went to escape theme park. one word to describe yesterday: FUUUUUNNNNNN. but oh no, i'm feeling guilty inside out. wasted so much time on enjoyment these past few days, grr. seriously, i repeat, seriously need to catch up on those things. yes, i'm sensing that paranoia feeling coming over me. argh.

and then, i'm getting all tire out by some freaks in the school : one who self-proclaimed his 'feelings' towards me and the other whom i refer to as the 'feeble and dependable' one. argh. go get a life, will they.

goodnight, as in good morning.
it's tuition for tomorrow.

p/s: congrats to those who've done well for their o'level mt papers!

Diana H.
Jan 8, 1990

xo,