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Tuesday, August 17, 2004


Well, kind of early for me to reach home. By, whatever, I reached. Nth to do.

Actually tons of work awaiting. But just dont get the mood to settle down to work. Especially maths. Everytime I start staring at the question thinking of the next step, I start to ponder abt those useless stuff again. Well.....

K, I attempted to practise positive thinking these few days, actually in short, is just 2 short days. But well, depends on which perspective you are looking at, I kind of succeeded and I kind of failed. To me, the failure part affected me alot la. Coz the person is practically ignoring me. So, shan't provoke the person too. Maybe shld just give up. Dunno oso.

Is there anyway I can stop thinking of the good old times so that I won't compare it with my present situation. Maybe tml onwards, I shld reach sch at 7:40 sharp again. The feeling of misery can be greatly minimised, I guess.

It's the email's fault, it was that 5 Ang entry's fault. And both were all typed, by my itchy fingers.

Oh, today's chem lecture was by Mrs Ng. Practically I was more confused than I was before. Didnt understand a word, ok, maybe some words in between, but ideas were not well absorbed. Hmm....

That freaky golden rooster is frying chickens again.

And that idiot prank caller called again. Asshole. argH~ How many times must we tell him he called the wrong number?

Helpless. Dunno what I shld do to improve on the present condition. So many friends-turned-enemies cases in my life.

All those I wanted to talk to wont talk to me anymore. Hmm.. Nvm. Mayb shld just close this blog up. Too many tragedies have occured.

Shall attempt to start work.

Failed my test once again. got one third of the mark, but not disappointed. As in, I anticipated this kind of grades.