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aren't worth someone else's pain.
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Wednesday, October 10, 2007
jerine♥, 5:05 PM

IT'S OVER!!!!!!!!!

i feel this uncontrollable surge of happiness :)
i wanted to do a merry little jig when the invigilator said STOP WRITING.
hahaha...and i was sooooo high after the paper and from school all the way to east coast :)

48 hours more.
30 hours till the end.
in just 24 hours...do you smell the end?
17 hours.
in less than 6 hours baby!
just this last 3 hours.

that was probably all that filled my mind the past 2 days.
even during the paper today i kept looking at the clock willing time to past faster, even though i was screwing up the paper and i was no where near done.
i looked at the clock so frequently the invigilator kept frowning at me.
writing for 3 hours was pure torture.
it was self mutilation again.
i bet i'm gonna have another blister on my palm when the one i had after physical geog just healed 2 days ago. =/

that excitement in me probably accounts for my "couldn't care less" attitude yesterday and this morning.
it didn't really matter how i did for my last paper -human geography.
what i reawlly wanted to do was just sit for the paper and get it over and done with.



i'm not going to bother about my grades for now.
IT'S OVER :))

headed down to ocean park with adriene and emily after the paper today with the notion of having ice cream and ice cream chefs.
BUT. it was closed :(
so we walked all the way to east coast for gelare under the scorching sun which showed no mercy.
then parkwayed with them, trying to pass time and all for like HOURS.
hahaha...we nearly went nuts from trying to find entertainment.

walked along katong and all then went out seperate ways :)
love them.
and i nearly got lost on the way to el's house.
can die i swear.
this part of the earth like NEVER EXISTED.
hahaha...and i don't even know the name of the area.
but one thing i know for sure - it's in that end of singapore that's so uluated you'll have the urge to throw yourself in front of the oncoming truck while looking for it.

oh yea...and her computer's lagging too. must be the reception in this part of the world.


anyways...to the people who still have papers, good luck :)



i'm really really happy and i'm gonna put off pw for as long as i can :))
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