Yesterday started off as bittersweet.

Then it all went downhill.

I hope the next time, things won't turn out the same again.

I already said sorry. The exams are over. There's nothing I can do anymore.

What else do you expect from me?

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On a happier note, EAST COAST PARK TOMORROW WHOO. I will learn how to rollerblade for the first time in my sad-arsed life and fall flat on my ass too. Whee. Joy.

I told Dad I'm dropping HCL because I obviously cannot take it, and I wasn't even meant to take HCL in the first place back in P5.

He just nodded.

Okay. I'm not going to post my results up here because this thing is on the internet and I don't want random people knowing my scores. I'd like to keep it private kthx.

So I'm dropping HCL, sticking with Chinese. Ms S. says I can go for Combined Sciences but I want to do Chem+Bio and heck yeah I'm giving it a try. Triple Science is out of the question.

Taking pure Lit I think, and elect Geog. Which also means I'll be separated from my friends and when I get separated from them, I won't be a happy fuzzball ):

It's okay. Everything's going to be fine.

Just hold your head up and don't let anyone get you down.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for placing too much emphasis during tuition on Maths and neglecting my Science. I guess you already know how I did for HCL, and you probably know I'm fucking angry with myself for doing so badly in English. I'm not doing very well for Geography and Literature either but that's gonna change.

I'm sorry. I really mean it this time.

Frankly speaking, I don't really give a shit about your expectations. All I'm worried about is not disappointing you. I know you've done a lot for me and I really want to make you proud of me, even if my results are not what you wanted.

I'm sick of being compared, really. As much as I know you're only trying to make me work harder, this ain't gonna work. I hate being compared; much less to my cousins. Which is why I worked damn hard on improving my Maths so I wouldn't be known as the bimbo among your siblings again.

I know I'm not as good as my cousins. They're all brighter than me, and much more hardworking. I'm trying. I'm trying as hard as I can. You may not notice this, but my cousins don't have the foggiest idea of what they want to do in life and what they want to achieve. I do. I know what I want to do in life, whether I get into SOTA or not.

I wish you could see things from my point of view though. You think being an actress or going into the entertainment industry will get me nowhere. You're wrong. It's my dream and it's what I want to do, so telling me I'm getting nowhere isn't really working.

I do have one particular motive though.

I'll work as hard as I can when I become an actress. I'll become famous, and when I'm famous, the press will believe anything I say. Anything.

I guess you know who I'll publicly shame and take revenge on.

Y'all bitches, Sugartastic V. Skillz in da house, yo.

Translation: My pimp name is Sugartastic V. Skillz.

I'm torn between anticipating tomorrow and dreading tomorrow.

Methinks I should meditate.

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I can't wait for the weekend.

I need to make it up to you ): Sorry.

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OMG NEXT FRIDAY = SWIMMING. I fucking love water. But I don't like swimming, the sport itself.

Bleugh. Guess I'll just sit by the side of the pool and look like some white elephant.

I'm hoping like mad that the papers would turn out to be fine and I won't be so bloody lousy anymore.

So anyway. Here's what happened in Takashimaya today.

Sharon: Oh my god.... I want... I want it~ *pouts and drools and looks wistfully at cupcakes, all while pressing her face against the glass window*
Worker: O_____O *arranges bread and pretends not to notice Sharon directly opposite her on the other side of the glass*

Doesn't sound as funny here. But you get my drift.

Ah heck, finish the music project. I think our group is totally unprepared.

Screw it.

"I don't fall into the pool. The pool rises to meet me."

-Larry.

"I like Pikachu. You know why? Because it's yellow."

-Sharon.

Sad. Sad. Sad.

Then happy.

Then chillax.

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PHOTOBOOTH IS DARN HILARIOUS HAHAHAHA. And now I don't owe Seemin anymore Mini Meltz WHOO.



Here's a picture of Seemin with her happyshitz love chicken.

Feel the love people.

I'm going to give it my all.

This will be my one chance to get into theatre, my one shot for my dream.

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Theatre is pretty useful.

You'll get to perfect your acting skills, and when someone asks you what's wrong, you won't break down and just cry like there's no tomorrow.

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I haven't had a really good cry for a really long time.

I need to find a good corner of my room, curl up and sob my heart out.

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I don't know what to say, or to tell you.

Have we both overstepped the boundaries?

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Exams are coming soon.

I need to sit down and study.

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I've been feeling so tired and listless.

I need to return to my hyper fuzzball self.

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I've lost my appetite.

There's something wrong with me.

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My immune system is weakening.

I hope I won't fall sick.

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Listening to Evelyn's blogsong.

Made me think.

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I won't tell y'all anything if you ask the meaning of these mini-posts.

If I wanted to tell you and only you, I'd text or msn you.

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Please don't ask.

I just needed to type.