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Thursday, April 27, 2006

nus sent me one whole stack of stuff.
and to notify me that i'm enrolled.

i shld be glad coz it was my first choice, but i ended up tearing.

seriously, i have no idea what's there to cry about. probably the procedures, the loads and loads of dates. the camps. the hostels. and highly possible, the QET thingy. i think i'm gonna flung that.

i just want life to be as simple as possible.