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When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.
Pain is inevitable, but misery is optional.

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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Omfg, jannah said that the results might be out at 3am/midnight. i guess i shall stay up till then. Feeling so screwed up, so worried, so anxious, yet there is nothing i can do to change anything. Really really really hope that i can successfully promote to year 2, w/o any forward modules, or i shall just bang the wall and die. And if my results were to be bad, hopefully no idiots come asking, or i shall just flare my temper.

Went sort of jogging/walking to pasir ris town park, so that i could get the snacks frm that particular minimart. Reminds me when i'm young i'm so "ren xing". Wanted to get snacks & the blow balloon thingy at there, so i threw at tantrum. Having no choice, my brother accompanied me there around 8pm to just get my stuff. hahah. Saw abigail's dad while walking home w jo. He said he barely recognized us, as we grew up to be ladies/girl? then stupid jo was like saying, means last time i dont look like a girl. lols.
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay