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I can totally infer that she absolutely enjoys messing my things up even though History is so over. Seriously, how hard can it be to keep a bottle standing? One day, I'm gonna kill everybody so that no one can mess my stuff up MUAHAHAHAHA alright I'm kidding.

Anyway, Literature was fine but I'm really pissed at Science because it cheated me of my feelings when I realised my careless mistakes but it was obviously too late to amend them and it's not like I didn't know how to answer the questions but probably because my brain was under so much stress I couldn't think straight and now I'm terribly sad but I know Daddy restores and since I've said that I would put my results into his hands and not think about them I shall and will watch them multiply! :)

Yes, what's done is done, honey. And now it's time for chicken chop and TV then later Mathematics and Geography, plish plop merry mop!

I can't believe we went all the way to Bedok on Bus 16 from Indoor just because we thought that it led to Suntec until it proved otherwise plus we foolishly overlooked F1 and now I really detest buses because they're so dangerous they can lead you in the wrong direction so we didn't even have lunch at Old Airport Rd FC or Suntec or Changi Airport or anywhere well at least Anna had her Subway wrap so that's alright I'm her loveliest friend by the way and I'm just really traumatised by the whole experience because it wasn't fun at all thank you very much thank God He was guiding us along the way so we realised we were on the wrong bus and we just didn't feel like going out to study anymore but wanted to go home instead and I really wanted to see her at that time but she was being a meanie so obviously meanies don't show up horrible well Daddy was there to comfort me so too bad I don't need meanies in my life HMPH okay I'm not going to lie anymore because Anna knows I don't mean it yeah I definitely don't hate her and I don't think I ever will I think I just really need to focus and study now love.

Oh right thank you Sebastian for being awesome and understanding towards Anna's distress MAN that was two sentences :(

Relax, because too much of a dose makes everything seem less pretty than it used to be.

It's going to take more than this, more than that, more than what you think, more than what we think, more than what you know, more than what we know.

More than what you think you know.

I, myself, haven't been feeling too blithe about the coetaneous quandary of misapprehension when my perspectives weren't made copiously perspicuous to be wholly sanctioned. It is verily not at all jocular to have one's assiduity and sedulousness egregiously, palpably, ostensibly, overtly and unequivocally elided, circumvented and snubbed. I trust you to ken this predicament of mine.

HIGHER CHINESE PAPER 1 AND HISTORY WAS AWESOME!
(No matter how much my heart may honestly disagree.)

I have no right to be pissed at the History paper.
I AM STILL GOING TO SCORE BECAUSE I'M GOING TO GET ALL 75 MARKS FOR MY GORGEOUS HANDWRITING... please?

I shall take this time to relax before I get overwhelmed with Daddy's victory (:

Christ has been made unto me wisdom;
God will be with me throughout my examinations. He loves me, is for me and I do not need to be afraid!

I WILL NOT BLANK OUT.

It is not because I deserve it, but it is because Jesus qualified me for it.

This post is completely and purely meant to act as a relaxing alternative from studying and thinking too much, especially contemplating how I am going to cope with writing a Twelfth Night essay in, hopefully, less than 30 minutes.

I have also been conveniently pondering about why I just cannot seem to be able to study more than one History chapter a day, no matter how quickly I try to understand the text. Which brings me to the fact that I have been taking afternoon naps quite often, lately, and they have awfully been lasting too long (2 hours at the least). I must proudly declare that on Monday, 15 September 2008, I had wasted my time horribly by falling asleep at 5pm and only waking up at 6am the next day (13 hours of sleep!!!).

On the other hand, afternoon naps may not be such a bad thing after all, since they allow me to keep myself awake in the wee hours of the morning so that I can concentrate on my progress instead of succumbing to temptations like the television, because coffee stains teeth, Coke doesn't work one bit and my mum tells me, "Don't drink Red Bull, it's bad for your nervous system." due to the overload of sugar or something and therefore, I have resorted to natural occurences to energise me, such as resting.

I am going to complete the Literature paper way before the time limit.
It is going to be miraculously easy.
I am going to score REALLY WELL so that I can take full Literature.
I am NOT going to take half Literature.

I am going to complete the Higher Chinese paper way before the time limit.
It is going to be miraculously easy.
I am going to continue taking Higher Chinese.
I will NEVER drop to Normal Chinese.
I am NOT taking Chinese in JC (thank you very much).

I am going to complete the Mathematics paper way before the time limit.
It is going to be miraculously easy.
I am going to do MUCH better than I did last year (whoa, it was terrible) for Mathematics.

I am going to complete the Science paper way before the time limit.
It is going to be miraculously easy.
I will score EXCEPTIONALLY WELL for Science!

I am going to complete the History paper way before the time limit.
It is going to be miraculously easy and I don't care if Mr Ang claimed it wasn't going to be an easy paper.
I will score REALLY WELL so that I can take half History.

I am going to complete the Geography paper way before the time limit.
It is going to be miraculously easy.
I will score REALLY WELL so that I will be given a choice of half Geography.

My lip will not bleed.

This is the most stressful examination yet, and this post just sounds strange altogether... PLEASE FORGET ALL THAT YOU HAVE JUST READ.

I'm off to study!

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me (:

Do you still think of me when I'm not there to kiss you goodnight?

She makes me feel that there's a need to be anorexic... now that's scary.

To start off this post, today was really fun! Some of the DARE youths met up at the Indoor Stadium for the packing of mooncakes to be given out during the Mid-Autumn service which has probably just ended and I really think I should hurry so that I can continue being my good-girl self and study very very very hard (that was just a source of motivation for me so you can actually ignore it). I think that the mooncake box was very pretty but it's quite sad that I didn't get to take a picture of it although I really wanted to. But we started taking photographs of ourselves instead :D

Well, we only managed to take one picture before getting called to head downstairs for free food which I really appreciated because I didn't have breakfast and I have an exceptionally strong feeling that Anna felt the same way as me but for a totally different reason, yes? (:

After brunch, the guys (perhaps only Jeremiah and Sebastian) initially planned to head to Changi Airport to... I'm guessing, eat somemore? Yeah, they have real huge appetites, baby.

Coach Val: Where are you going now?
Jeremiah: Changi Airport, bus 11.
Coach Val: Oh, so are y'all walking there? [Points at bus stop]
Jeremiah: (Obviously having the impression that Coach Val had thought we were going to walk to Changi -.-) No, we're taking bus 11.
(And I, being comment-and-speech-less, ended up laughing maniacally)

Okay, so there was some kind of misunderstanding at the Indoor bus stop and everyone started boarding bus 16 which would bring us to Suntec - but, ah well, only 40 cents gone in an extra MRT trip.

So we finally reached Changi Airport Terminal 3 (10 guys reduced to solely Jeremiah and Sebastian) where we walked in circles for valid reasons, ending up at Popeye's when Anna and I sneaked off in secret to go to the toilet because I needed to pee urgently and we managed to snap one shot.

Popeye's biscuits ran out of stock but they made it up fairly well for their dessert so Anna took the Double Chocolate Brownie Bites and I bought their Cheesecake Bites which tasted absolutely delicious (:

WE EVEN MANAGED TO GET REMARKABLE, ONCE-IN-A-LIFETIME CLOSE-UP SHOTS OF THE GUYS.

"I think I'm going to-"

You know what? What you're going to say about your decision doesn't really affect me besides stirring up more anger because it just shows how ignorant you and your narrow, puny mind really are, no matter how excellent your school results may seem to be (I can bet you my life's allowance that I'm smarter, wiser and better in everything you appear to do well in). Tell me how you actually expect things to change when you want them to stay the same since you owe me one for just wasting my breath, energy and time sitting here at this canteen table debating with you what is already known to be the obvious fact which you continue to deny when you blatantly have doubts about yourself. You're truly not worth my pulchritudinous (also known as beautiful) presence; I get blinded whenever I see you because you're plainly the epitome of absolute fat - something you should already know and something that highly amuses me.

I don't miss you at all. Six days of not seeing you makes me happier than ever because I am aware that this week's the only time I can certainly enjoy myself before school term begins yet again and my everyday dread to spot your haughty face among the innocent ones continue. It's honestly getting difficult to criticise you because you have so many negative characteristics, I'm at a loss at which ones to choose to pinpoint.

And the best part is, you won't have one bit of an idea that you're the person I've been talking about because your analytical skills suck. Withstanding your nonsense for 1 year and 8 months has been pure torture; fortunately, you have never shared the same class as me - you're horrible, and I hate you.

Okay, my post is suffering from dehydration resulting in tears of pain and devastation so I shall leave you all to ponder about this apparant cruelty of mine while I continue studying my Twelfth Night text at 5.41am in the morning because I study hard knowing that the grace of God will work through me at the same time. I'm not angry anymore (:

The preparing-for-exams clutter is HORRIBLE.