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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

school has begun to take on its mundane routine, already we are digressing about classmates, bitching about tutors, sneaking food into lecture theatres. the topics we have learnt/ are learning for each subject (B,C,M,eL,KI) are pretty trying, the wide chasm between 'O' Level and Pre-U is difficult to bridge. i still hate Maths and the mathematical parts in Chem, but i'm willing to put in an effort to learn to love them. God, please give me clarity of my mind's eye.

she's not here @

12:07 AM