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♣ Hello, My name is Grace. I love photography and animals. I strongly feel that photography should be used to display the beautiful side of this world that we live in. My big day is 12/01/94. I adore big balloons and big stuffed toys. I am a big fan of Sports, especially Badminton. And most importantly, I LOVE YOU. <3
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♣ Hello, My name is Grace. I love photography and animals. I strongly feel that photography should be used to display the beautiful side of this world that we live in. My big day is 12/01/94. I adore big balloons and big stuffed toys. I am a big fan of Sports, especially Badminton. And most importantly, I LOVE YOU. <3
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Thursday, August 6, 2009
, 11:38 PM
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BLOGGER IS AS SCREWED AS MY BIO PRACTICAL TEST. ):
Sad sad sad sad.
Disappointed Disappointed Disappointed.
Sigh.
I was like, really counting on it to pull up my grades. Now looking at it, I'll thank God if it doesn't pull down my grades already. T.T
This is bad.
My oh-my-gosh-why-am-i-so-stupid-and-can't-do-anything-right feeling is back.
Hand in hand, my when-will-u-ever-get-some-decent-grades-and-a-better-gpa depression is creeping up unto me too.
My energy is depleted, like totally.
Thank God there isn't lessons tmr. If not I'll simply collapse in front of the teacher. I mean it.
Guess that is what they mean by mental breakdown.
Save me, anyone?
Sad sad sad sad.
Disappointed Disappointed Disappointed.
Sigh.
I was like, really counting on it to pull up my grades. Now looking at it, I'll thank God if it doesn't pull down my grades already. T.T
This is bad.
My oh-my-gosh-why-am-i-so-stupid-and-can't-do-anything-right feeling is back.
Hand in hand, my when-will-u-ever-get-some-decent-grades-and-a-better-gpa depression is creeping up unto me too.
My energy is depleted, like totally.
Thank God there isn't lessons tmr. If not I'll simply collapse in front of the teacher. I mean it.
Guess that is what they mean by mental breakdown.
Save me, anyone?