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eLisabeth, spelled with a "S".
born and bred in S'pore.
a Virgo; perfectionist, stubborn.
love her for who she is, and accept her flaws.
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Thursday, October 18, 2007

today is just not my day.

- :(
firstly, i flunked my practical. well, i mean physics.
i ought to do well as i had done it before. i forgot the steps and only till the last five minutes, i realised my mistake.
one word; careless. heckk.

- :( :(
as i'm in the first shift, i was quarantined for four hours in the amphitheatre.
feeling so uneasy all over. and the only thing that perks me up was the fast game with minhan;
we smoked behind the amphi and it take nothing more than a minute for us to finish one stick.
wakeup call i can say.

- :( :( :(
quarralled with my mum. she washed my pants without asking. and i intend to wear the pants tmr. well, i was asked to accompany my godsis to WCP with her school. and that black pants is the only pants that i have. the rest are way too short AND i bought the pants cos' of darl's parents. i do have pants that are of knee length but it's gonna be like freaking hot.
so, no way!

- :( :( :( :(
darl had not contact me for the whole of today.
he's having outfield and damn the place, no reception thou' he has roaming, FUCK.
miss him.

- :( :( :( :( :(
and worry for him too. he says its dangerous in certain ways as the route there is uneven with holes. and the tank might get stuck or something like that.
dangerous.

- :( :( :( :( :( :(
told a bestie of mine bout the problems i'm facing ytd. she met the rest today and thou' her intention was just to tell another bestie, the rest of the friends were there.
i trust her and that's why i'll tell her my problems. yet, i feel betrayed and disrespected.
messaged her, with no intentions of starting a quarrel or what.
she claims the others weren't listening and apologised.
the last thing she said, "now say what also no use alr", quoted from the message.
disappointed.

today just simply sucks. hate it.
sighs;
14 more days to go...

10:40:00 PM