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Tuesday, November 03, 2009 Y 11:59:00 PM


ghee, why does it feel like i've done nothing much in the months?
like, i feel like i only know this much now
and this much doesn't seem like it'll get me good enough grades at all.
stupid history is driving me crazy with all the varied notes
but i'm trying my best to extract whatever i deem as good sorta,
or at least whatever's useful.
and history you're only like, 5 days away from now
and i feel like i don't really know you.
how, history how?
sometimes i tell myself it'll be okay,
but sometimes i really think it won't.

haha, i think i cannot study sometimes
or either that my discipline truly sucks
or either that my focus level really sucks.

if i really don't do well,
i feel like i'll disappoint everyone,
and i'll be uber demoralised,

i love you mummy.
i love how you can be so understanding,
even when i mention all the what ifs and all,
you still encourage me.
tell me, loving or loving?


oh wells off to sleep soon.
i think this is a highly disorientated post,
so messy.

but that's what blogs are for sometimes.
just to rant even if it doesn't really make sense eh.


haha, hi pok baby if you're reading this.
i mean you're the ONLY one who can read this as of now.
be honoured, yay :D
goodnight pok baby.

recorded at11:59:00 PM




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