ahh. it's 15 minutes to 1am. and i'm still here typing the values of solitude in modern life. the darn gp essay is long overdued. and i have no frigging idea what to write anymore. my mind is blanked.
ugh. and my throat is the sahara desert.
ooh. have i mention i have reach a consensus for this entire month of september? due to my incredibly embarassing common test results and guilt that my ct has bestowed upon me, i've decided to get down into serious work. next week's non-existence vacation will be devoted entirely to economics. ahh. i know. it's economics. my forte subject for a F besides mother tongue. and everyday my dad probed me about my timetable so he can fit in a schedule to go through chinese idioms with me. i've learn to avoid him around my 5 room hdb flat.
on a brighter note, i got a C for lit! hoorah.
earwax: rhett miller- come around
9.04.2003
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