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9.5.06

plugs: Lifehouse ; Hanging By A Moment #

I hate art when there're datelines. I hate myself when I'm oh-so-frickin' scatterbrained, leaving my blu-tack in school, when I know I need it for my exam on Wednesday (note: it's Tuesday, Wednesday is less than 24 hours off), and to make things even better, I've got homework. And Bio test results to worry about, since the teacher said that it was really badly done, oh my shit oh my shit oh my shit I'm freaking out. >:(

I hate to think about tmr, when I'll be freezing my ass off in the library, doing the exam, knowing that I'll never complete the damn thing, cos I just draw too slowly! I hate to think about how I'm gna get stressed out over next week's examinations, all held in the hall. And all the Math problem sums I'll be faced with. And I hate to think about the Chinese O levels in which I'll do shit badly, definitely. :( And thereafter, there'll be the question of whether I'm gna go for all the stupid extra lessons. Then there's gna be the second half of my Mid-Year's, the study subjects. The Prelims, and finally the big Os.

And before I think too much and too far ahead, will someone please confiscate my brain, preserve it in a jar of alcohol for many years, and clone me in the future if I ever regret the life I lead, and also, you could practice fixing my broken DNA chains together.

SOMEBODY SHUT ME UP! >:((

P/s: Thank the Ministry of Education that made me go mad, after burdening me with hellloads of work, stress, work, stress, work, stress, and so it goes on.

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Darmritpad ; Ashh