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Maturity is realising that your own pleasures
aren't worth someone else's pain.
- jerine
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Thursday, August 31, 2006
jerine♥, 7:15 PM



the good, the bad, and the ugly.

mood swiiiiings.
i'm pms-ing.
big time.
so lay off.....DON'T MESS.

every little thing is getting on my very last nerve.
and my bad break out is not helping very much.
2 months without break outs and BAM!

i'm sorry if i've been snappy.
and somehow or rather i'm seeking a whole lot of attention these few days.
sorry if i pissed or annoyed anyone.

my periods better come soon.
i'm about to bite someone's head off.
acting like such a viper.
it's supposed to be PREmenstrual syndrome.
PRE. but that PRE is waaaaay too long.

prelims have started.
english, social studies and practicals are done :)
it has gone quite ok so far.
i won't count my chickens before they hatch.
i've learnt my lesson.

dear lord please see me through this trying period.
please give me the strength, determination and everything else you think i'll need.

i really hope i do well.

practicals are down the drain.
i gave THE DUMBEST answers for physics.
the whole world laughed at my answers.

chem was horrid too.
for the 1st question peoples' solution turned yellow after some heating.
some didn't but they had solution left.
guess what happened to mine?
being the genius that i am,
I WAS LEFT WITH NOTHING.
absolutely nothing. zip. nil.
my solution sort of evaporated into the air.

ain't i a genius?

but on lighter note,
I DIDN'T BREAK A TEST TUBE!!!
nope...not a single one :)
aren't you pround of me?
you should be.
considering the fact that i break one every single practical session without fail,
this is a big achievement :)

before the practical val was like
"you confirm break a test tube one la. it's predictable. happens every practical."
what great friends i have eh?
and being my lab partner, i have to tolerate it....so she'll help me do my experiments :)

i sound like such a bimbo.
but i have never been one, and will never be one.

after the practicals...

joann: i was listening out for the breaking of glass.
val: i was just waiting to see when you'll drop one.
monique: hey! you didn't break a test tube! i was expecting you to!

see...when i break test tubes they laugh.
when i don't, they laugh again.

spotted the right questions for social.
refused to study KBE. horrid and totally stupid chapter.
and......IT DIDN'T COME OUT :)
had a feeling venice will not come out cause ms lim didn't focus on it too much....it wasn't tested!
studied a whole lot on health care.
i went as far as reading the newspapers for facts and figures on medisave.
it was tested!
but the figures i got from the papers couldn't be used for SBQ....sadness.
i just hope i do well.

teachers' day celebration was a tad boring.
though i have to say ms su-ann leong and ms thanabal looked really hot in their saris :)

i wanna watch the break-up and the devil wears prada.
anyone wants to take miserable me out?
*gives a pleading look*


they say anger is love disappointed.