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Her.
*rachel lim*
30.05.1989
mgs
trinity college
university of melbourne
snyo
wesley methodist church

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Friday, May 18, 2007
exam went pretty alrightly i think.
was a tough paper indeed but, i felt it was fine..
but again, i thought the last paper was good too, end up still only 14/20.
not that i'm really that sad over it la but.. i know its not good, but i did study my best.

went to palmerston after pract to hang out with phey yee.. watched a dance-show. then we went out for dinner! indian food, along royal parade there. i've been eating so much junk food you know, goodness. but it's end of exam! within the last 24 hours, i've eaten sweets, chocolate, icecream, lasagne, chips, roti prata, OMG! thats everything. oh dear. gotta stop already. no more rachel! i dont want to get fat :s and my face changes ever so often. like getting rounder i'm sure lor. emmanuel even says that i eat more than him! or rather "his girlfriend" eats more than him! maluating man. ahhhh i wanna be lighter.

was pretty angry at kelvin kee today. walau eh, i really cannot stand his smug attitude, the over-confidence, all that shit. always talk as if he knows everything, and "scolds" people, says his damn sure, confirm, bet you bubble tea or whatever shit. after that, the worse is he's wrong. like what the! nowadays everytime he say something, i'll "scold" him back, like "eh you stop talking man, everytime also wrong." goodness la! and just now roreal, playing bridge right, after i called partner, he was like "eh rach's totally fucked up!" and i'm like ??! what did you say? and he just said oh nothing. like wth? can you for goodness sake, watch your language! sheesh man. like whatever. i didn't talk to him for a while and he suddenly said 'eh why so quiet' and i replied 'we're late for class already' and thats the end of it. whatever man.

emmanuel's always surrounded by guys who ask him why he doesnt want a girl in singapore, since i'm in australia.. dots man. (oh btw i've been saying more dots nowadays.. influence!!) i'm a loyal guy haha how cool is that? i really love him. i really really do. and you know what? i think... i'll try and talk to mum again about it. but please lord, help me to see things clearly now. i want to be able to convince her. i want the right words to say, the influential ability.. and God please help me.. i won't regret this, will I? i don't think so, but God i still pray that i won't. i don't want to.

i'm so tired.

i really am.

16 hours over 4 days DOESN'T = 8 hours over 2 days

it's more tiring.

argh. i'm really stupid man if i dont do well for this test, esp after everyone knows i've been studying so hard. but oh well. theres nothing i can do. i studied.

9:36 PM.