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aren't worth someone else's pain.
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Wednesday, June 27, 2007
jerine♥, 7:40 PM

all men hear is blah blah blah SEX blah blah blah FOOD blah blah blah BEER.

ok that was random.

anyways, being fickle as i always am, i've decided to announce that I HATE MY HAIR!
fuck. my hair sucks.
i think the lady cut it straight across at the back.
and the old layers are v-shaped.
i feel like a fucking fugly cross-breed now.
i'm going to tie my hair for as long as it grows.
bye bye nice long hair.

dinner with emily, adriene and jayne tomorrow :)
yayness! exams are over for them tomorrow!
oh. and i just realised today that CTs for most of the science people only last 3 days.
not that it concerns me much now that i'm on MC.

which leads me to promos.
i have this dreaded feeling that i'm going to screw promos, fuck up my grades and go to hell.
ok...maybe not hell. just get retained but that's as good as hell.

i'm starting to wonder if i made the right choice my choosing the JC route.
JC people study like madness.
even i'm starting to feel the stress.
i don't think i studied as hard for the Os.

i'm not prepared to do all this mugging.
not prepared and not willing at all.
my life in JC is doomed.
my future has just been shot to hell - by that minature machine gun in my hands.

i don't even know what the school is going to do with me for not sitting for mid-years.
i really don't know.
and i hate the fact that i'm already worried about promos.




i don't wanna get retained.
please god?
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