this term's ppr wasn't very good. i did well for NOTHING. especially chinese! i got a chickenfive! the whole world thrashed my assssssssssssssss!!!
friday was angsty day. got back most of the ppr's and i see all sorts of letters except 'A'. im not so concerned with the grades actually, but im just afraid that this would determine what i would roughly get at the end of the year. im seriously scared la. anw, i did a calculation for rachelle's tuition expenses, and guess what? it amounted to >1260! crazy. i think singaporeans are really kiasu. i know of a friend who's a catholic, and becos her mum wanted her to do well for o's this year, her mum bought this jade pendant all the way from donknowwhatcountry becos the person told her that piece of object could bless her daughter's grades. when i heard of it, i was like really shocked. just by one incident alone, it tells a lot. does results really mean everything?
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wanted to go running but i couldn't find a companion. yea, so i headed home. angela couldn't meet me, so i read a few pages of 'The Alchemist', did a few pages of zuoye then took someone's car to nicole's house. watched The Fog and walao. i didn't know i was such a coward. :/
end march goal: 15
God, soften the grounds of Fairfield.
we'll pray for the needs of our land
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