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smile, even if it's going to be a fake one.
because things will get better somehow.
because the sun still shines for you.
Monday, August 25, 2008


im so gonna die. im so tired. spent two nights discussing the god damned PEE-DUB-DEW with qianying. on the first night, we got so tired that we didnt even come up with a conclusion. next night, which was a few hours ago, started finishing our part. i feel so guilty for being so indecisive at times. cos it made us drag... qianying has got her art test and econs test to cope!

sigh~ im so bloody tooot tired. econs essay test on tue. and there's still this film art thingy tomorrow~ gonna sell drinks and snacks... yawns. i wonder how im going to finish my econs revision...

i wanna escape, i wanna runaway, i wanna die~

its such a NOT fulfilling weekend. i didnt even accomplish one bit of work, except that teeny weeny part of PW. damn it.