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Monday, August 27, 2007 Y 9:59:00 PM


okay, period.
i've decided that it's time i should
take my work more seriously.
like, about 30 days away from promos?
don't wanna regret at the end of it
cos i didn't put in my best,
or at least a considerable amount of effort.
cos right now it's almost -.
all the super last minute homework-ing and such.
the can't be bothered attitude.
i think it has to stop, or at least be minimised.
and for all this to happen,
some kind of discipline has to be put in place.

and i'm pretty much getting tired of tolerating
your unnecessary shoutings and as much as i'm trying
to ignore the way you speak, sometimes it just puts me off,
much.
and even if we tell you,
you don't exactly give a hoot about it.
you know how frustrating that is?
maybe you don't and you don't even care.
this world you're living in doesn't exactly comprise of
only you and you in it, you know.
but yet sometimes you act like as if it does.
i just wish that sometimes you'll learn to listen and
not speak like as if you're always right.


pardon me for my ranting, people.
time to go read some econs for now.


certainty in uncertainty.
give me strength to run this race for You.









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