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10 December, 2007

"Cough Cough," Goes The Wiesel

"Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy... In short, I'm Lazy..."

Heh. Who would have thought that this could be my 300th blog entry.. Cool. That's quite an achievement for a blockhead this age. It means that I've been using this dark-rhythms account ever since Secondary 2. Whoa. That's what I call loyalty. Heh. Or maybe I'm just to lazy to think of new blog urls.

Alright. So school today's been a wee bit cranky. Man, I can't believe that I actually lost my midi report for both prologue and FM Heaven. Could've been my fault for not organizing my files properly. And so once again the stress level within me rose for a short period of time, giving me only seconds to think whether I should just blow up. Luckily I didn't. I'm totally in control of myself.. NOT. I did let off a little steam by punching the wall by the corridor, leaving me a numb fist. Heh. But guilt quickly surrounded me like angels with dirty faces. Freakin' teenage angst.

Hell, let's not talk about it. It's over.

NOT.

Heh. There's still Midi assignment 3 to do. Oh well.. Hmm.. Anyways, the midi exam today was cool. Manageable. Still, I had to rush through it at the last few questions 'cuz I was already late for FO meeting which starts at 6pm.

Oh.. And the cough's getting worst, I think. Heh. And it's pretty irritating now. More chocolates, anyone? Heh. Well, what's the worst thing that could happen to me?

*explosion*

note to self:
what was i thinking?
sheesh.
again, what's the worst that could possibly happen?

reminisced;
- 11:59 PM