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Monday, August 13, 2007 ; 9:09 PM♥

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ITS MONDAYY. ):
im super not used to school. i was daydreaming the whole day , and i didnt really pay full attention to all lessons. i feel super super guilty.
and to make things worse, i got back my progress card today. i failed 4 tests altogether. and its really horrible la. i really wanted to cry. but , i know i really didnt put in effort for all my tests.
and, i really dont know how to show my report card to my parents. they're going to scold me like mad. and , they're gonna be super disappointed. i really dont want to make them disappointed. ahhhhhhhhh. ):

on a lighter note, FAITHFUL-NEST MADE IT TO THE FINALS OF SWORD EXCHANGE. i love faithful-nest! the results will be out next week. and it doesnt really matter who wins. cos we had FUN , we studied so hard , and we made it! =D i love my faithful-nest darlings. =DDDD
and. i really dunno whats happening now. everything is going siao. my heart feels super heavy. like a rock. and it really aches whenever i think of that problem. i dont even think you care. so why am i caring so much? i really really wish i can stop thinking about the same thing every hour of the day. its really really painful. ):

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