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Monday, March 05, 2007

i regret not enjoying jc days fully.
and of course, not studying well enough for alevels.

i know it's too late to blabber all these rubbish. far tooooo late.
do you know how much i miss nj?
how much to return to that place in my dull grey uni and sit in TA28 again?

i know it will never happen.

i hate how university works.

there's so much things i wanna say. but i could turn to no one.
i know i'm weird, i'm irritating, i'm incapable and irresponsible.
i know i should be eliminated from here.

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