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Tuesday, August 26, 2008 !@#$% 7:49 PM

I swear life sucks when you least expect it. Congrats to Syuhada for winning second place for the oritorical competition, you did well my friend. It's like passing the baton, isn't it?
I wasn't proud of what I achieved just now. I wasn't confident enough up front and I kept stumbling on words. And I guess I didn't capture the audience as much as I wanted to. Well, life isn't a miracle, you win some, you loose some.
We were just handed our english common test results just now and I have to say, my mood had gone down ever since. 11/30 is not what I call an acomplishment. Tallied up the mark and I'm sure I'm gonna get somewhat of a B3. 69.16666667 if I'm not wrong. One more mark and I could get an A2. But I guess I'm content enough. I've already scored and A2 in my History. I've passed my math, well, at least I hope I get a better overall mark. And my mother tounge; I wouldn't say I'm proud of what I have but I'm happy with it. Just the science. Just the science. But then I guess we'd just have to wait for the overalls to come out for our progress report, haven't we?

I swear, right now if I was to be put in a room with ten other people, I'd be the darkest one. I just feel so unhappy with myself. Leaving that for next time. Now I'm off for my BOOST! chocolate. What? A girl can't eat when unhappy?
Go fuck yourself.


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