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Monday, May 09, 2005

People are stressed out over pts. what are pts? *is totally clueless*

Literature is over. I wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote until my right index finger got a blister. The blister formed after the second page, burst after the fourth page (when i finished). Nomatter... must... push... on. another case of too much to write, too little time, as opposed to nothing to write, too much time (like ss)

Then went for board outing at some grassroots club (not just the grass, but the roots, too). Lunch was revada-ish. Fried rice with coloured stuff, fried bee hoon, pasta with coloured stuff, other unnamed stuff (as usual) (for eight bucks? damn we were CHEATED). Bowling was pretty fun though, even if I scored a grand total of

21

that's right, 21 (half of 42 haha). Considering that there are 10 bowls and each can get up to 19 points... i feel humiliated. Then zenn chua was all "ooh i cannot bowl" and got 64. damn i am humiliated =p

flop home, sms a bit, read a bit, nap, basically DO NOTHING. that seemed wrong

damn i need to start my

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