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Cheng Yunyuan, Bernadette;
01101991;
till death do us part.

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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

havent been updating.

andd sooo, i didn't go for IDEA presentation earlier the morning.
cause i wasnt ready and i have yet seen the slides.
how am i suppose to present on the spot?
and so we've conspired not to come together.
apparently, the pussy wanted to present on his own.
WTF, seriously.
you can resort to carry balls to this extent?
i guess you carried it a little too high,
all the way to the head.
you've gotta go easy on the ball carrying technique.
i know you're really professional at it,
we all can tell.
and you're seriously a PUSSY.
you do live up to your name dont you?
you told on us to the lecturer.
i really wonder what other sort of bimbotic ways you'll resort.
since you took a step ahead of us,
we'll follow your game.
trust me,
if Bernie fight, she fights all the way.
bet your balls shivered when you saw us outside his office,
following up your game(:
when will you ever stop?
in terms of bitchy-ness, you'll NEVER beat me.
in terms of ball-carrying, i admit defeat.
you beat anyone face down.
you're worse than a girl, i swear.
but you really know how to make me laugh at your stupidest move hurh?
nice.

so to start off my horrible tuesday,
electronics lab test.
i had a panic attack i swear.
and once it acts up, i cant get anything right.
i was literally swearing at the machines.
but the panic was redundant.
in the end, everything turned out well.
apparantly, my mind was still blank and couldnt get hold of myself.

then during my 3 hr break, i had to rush through the ever so wordy powerpoint slides.
done by you know who.
it was more of an essay.
me and debby edited it like crazy.
and finally we presented our slides that we were suppose to in the morning.
thank goodness a second chance was given (:
guess i manage to salvage our marks.
phew.

didnt go for dip plus.
i guess alot things are affecting me.
since the start of the day.
it was a hectic tuesday, and almost everything didn't turn out well.
the way i want it to be.
almost had a break down in school.
emotions overwhelmed me, from different situations.

i really do hope you're fine.
i'm really worried and concern.
but the difference, i'm standing by as a friend.
your situation is affecting me, alot.
i'm trying to get hold of myself.
i've let my ego down, but is it all too late?
we only learn to treasure when we know we're going to lose it.
thats human nature for you.


2:00 AM