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Sunday, July 24, 2005


-stares at my maths s-. 22/65. i just wanna laugh at myself. for being a fool to take up a paper when i'm not up to it and fail. to boost others' esteem, to encourage them that they are not the worst. haaa.

but it's quite an achievement considering i went to shop the day before the paper. haaa. i rather have the fun than the grades, seriously speaking.

maybe i have a serious problem in my priorities.

i need to wake up from this lala land soon. it's really 3 months left, and i'm still unsure about everything when 2 years ago i might have done half of my tys already.

i find myself a fool to think that everything hasnt changed. to think that we were always having fun together, all the jokes and laughter, childish acts. now that you've told me, i find that you've been dropping hints to me occasionally, and i hadn't been responding to them. i've been taking it for granted. now the little actions you've made seem to be big hints to me. well, it's my fault that we end up in this situation. i wish i had the time to salvage, but well, it's too late now. things hav changed. the feeling has changed. sorry for everything.