Thursday, March 20, 2008

What rubbish!

I went out of my house and with high hopes, telling myself that I will study!
Die die must study!

And look what happened.
I only did three pathetic Probability questions and already waving a white flag.
Got myself glued chatting on MSN trying to cheer Noelle up. And I think I did a good job.

Let me give you a perfect solution to making someone forget all their problems/despair.

When someone is down, just give them a lil scare.
Easy.
Mention Pontianak. That will do.


The bleedy laptop in front of me must be whispering this so softly into the air that made me engrossed into chatting.

"Come to Papa... Come to Papa...Come to Papa"

Yeah. It should have somehow been recited and chanted repeatedly in my head. No wonder I lost all my enthusiasm of studying.
Such evil spirits. Tsktsk.









I'm shagged. Revived me.

I so need the enthusiasm of RJC students to continue the survival my ever dying motivation.

I think the burning flame inside me should not even be called a "flame" in the first place la.
Its more suitable to call it "sparks".
Its always at the verge of dying. ):




Dying passion. Oh no.

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7:55 AM

NAZREEN. updated!