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Tuesday, August 26, 2003

Reached hme @ 10...damn shagged already...haha...sch from 750 to 650...omg...11 hours of sch (inclusive of breaks...which isn't a lot..zzz) after that went west mall mac to study till 915...wow.....no wonder i feel so tired haha~
This week will be damn hectic man...have bio test tmr..then the day after have chem and maths test...its like all stacking up...darn it...how am i gonna finish revising my work! urgh!
Aniwae, been browsing throught some of my friend's bloggies...and most are complaing that they don't feel any stress althought they should...cos promos are here ya know? haha! you're not alone! hrm..and i can still laugh about it...i guess i'm worse then them in some ways after all... :x

Only 1 1/2 months left to promos..and the timetable is out..guess it came a bit late..if it came out earlier then ppl might be more pressured to revise..haha..but on hind thoughts..i'm like one of the few in my class who's still slacking..so..ya..good luck to all fellow slackers out there..u'll need it

"You don't have to love in words, because even through the silences, love is always heard."

Wishing...; 8/26/2003 12:12:00 AM

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I look back: the sun-baked railway tracks are hidden
By stormclouds- even if they change their shape,
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The yesterdays left behind by the seasons...

Chasing, chasing the fading vapor trails
The signal is given too early- we start laughing
So that we can always look straight ahead,
Even if it's slippery with sweat, I won't let go of your hand, ever