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Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Chapter 145:
at 21:39

Dear Cambridge, does it pleases you THAT MUCH when caadidates leave the exam venue either:
(i) cursing you ; or
(ii) feeling depressed?


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NAP for FIVE hours.
Not 1, not 2, but 5!

Pathetic Patrina (alliteration!!) & I went to ITE to have lunch.
We originally planned to study, but unceremoniously crashed onto the table and slept for at least 30 minutes before deciding that we should just return home.
(Y)

I hope that none thought we're weird.
Hahahaha, but I mean, imagine you're a student there, and walk past seeing 2 freaks lying opposite each other on the table.
:/


Look at what exams do to us.

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Imma studying with beloved Yix tomorrrooooowww!

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