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Maturity is realising that your own pleasures
aren't worth someone else's pain.
- jerine
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Wednesday, May 10, 2006
jerine♥, 2:08 PM


i am a prophet of doom.

really...i am.
for those who needs defination:
"a person who is always foretelling ruin, destruction, misfortune, etc..."

right. so my previous post on monday talked about how god slams doors of opportunities and happiness in my face.
he did it. again. yeaterday.
my door was e. math. rights.
i totally flung my fucking paper 2!
fuck. its a confirm fail thing considering half my paper was practically blank.
n i didn't even draw my graph 4 section 2. got like 1/12 for that section.

fuck. that was my best subject.
my only hope of getting an A1.
now its gone.
see? He slammed the door INTO my face. when i least expected it.
i cried like shit when i came home yesterday. just couldn't stop thinking bout it.
im depressed.
on the way home i told niq not to save me if a truck comes charging towards me again.

so yes. i had absolutely no mood to study for today's papers.
a. math 2 was hard shit.
3/4 of the fucking paper was on trigo.
gen owes me a BIG one.
she was supposed to teach me circles in radian.
i knew how to do that circle qn. but only the bottom.
but i didn't do it cuz i needed ans frm the fucking top.
that girl didn't teach me that.

but i still love that babe.
she helped me loads during this 2 weeks.
but i did the same.

so there's still 2 more papers but all MCQs..
so im basically free.
this a one LAME post.

exams are like over=)
felt these 2 weeks lated FOREVER.
i feel like a liberated Negro now...free at last.
i can breathe!






im tired of my life.
im tired of me.
im tired of being tired.
im..........tired.