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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
My brain is going to split into half any moment now. Ever since the GP MSA, my brain is filled with @&#%#%@#. After clearing like one million assignments, while studying for millions of test now, another million of assignments join the queue. Awesome-ness. This is worse than O levels. I am willing to retake O levels anytime soon.

Despite everything, I still enjoy reaping the sweet rewards of my hard work. I still enjoy learning about genetics and whyolinevergojc with the weird kinked demand theory and feeling the same hope as Winston (though it kinda vanished) and also amusing myself with Othello's jealousy...

Still, this is too much for me to bear. I would want to break down now, cry, whine, kick up a big fuss and give up on everything altogether. But, there is just no time to do any of these. RRRRRRR.

May our lovely team rock at debate tmrw! :D


and I run into your arms that night.