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Thursday, October 04, 2007

dear, dear, such screw-ups.
-shudders-
i am doing a lot of 瞎掰-ing for eoys this yr.
feeling blindly into the great unknown, taking extremely risky gambles and then hoping against hope that a miracle will occur.
well, its worked before ((:

left bio, geog and amath.
-shudders-
terrible.

yesterday, that thing was so excruciatingly embarrassing.
i only ever saw si hao's face.
i kind of shudder to think who else was there.
i think i think too much.
a whole range of bizarre possibilities just occurred to me.
and i am telling you, if it happens again, i will confine myself to eternal recluse.
i will be like that estha person in today's elit paper.
a quiet bubble floating on a sea of noise.
or something like that.
oh, how appealing.

i just hope the lit teachers dont bash me up for calling estha slightly autistic.

its depressing to hear that other schools' ss eoys test only up to chap4.
that means they dont have to tolerate deterrence and diplomacy.

the sec4s got good morning baltimore for their morning jog music :/
i want too.
although i dont know how to sing.
but i like the song (:
and maybe all i have to do is jog near myra and she'll sing it out (:
compare the william tell overture of last year and good morning baltimore of this year.
what about next year? :D

ah well. time to drown myself in bio.