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Friday, February 27, 2004

What a lame feeling. My parents are happy with my results yet I'm giving this sulky face. I feel bad abt it.

I am going to be the lowest scorer in 04S06. Everybody got 8s, and 9s, and some 6. Argh~. I might as well dont go back and embarass myself.

But I'm happy with my English at least, A2. Haven't even think of having A for that before. B3 will be enough for me. Haiz, but now it's my HCL that's getting the 3, all thanks to the powerful trio sitting in front of me. Haiz. And my chem, I'm still mourning over it. Nvm.

Shitty feeling. AhHhHhHhHHH~ Nvm.

Sucky Day.