hm. can u imagine all the JC students in Singapore die. that's abt the number of cats n dogs that got put down in a year on this puny island.

i wouldnt have much bothered about the bloody F on my maths paper, cept that i think mrs kong is super disappointed and i wouldnt be surprised if she's given up hope in me passing altogether. alright, to be honest, i'm pretty disappointed myself. thought i could pull off at least an E. but anw yeah. i juz dun want to see mrs kong. i feel really quite ashamed of myself this time. guess i'd have to retake the paper, but i do welcome it as a chance for me to redeem myself for myself.

feeling really sucky nowww.. i find it very hard to believe a failure has affected me this much. it was never this way. i had never bothered. looks like things have changed.. owell.

that night lying at the bottom bunk of beck's bed after finishing Cinderella Story, i thought of how important self-respect means to me. i'd always thought i had it, but to think of it, my tolerance level is pretty high. no, VERY high, that i sometimes neglect my pride. hm others think it's a good thing being a nice girl, being able to forgive easily.. yeah, but gradually i find myself growing smaller n smaller each time i just let things be, convinced that they are the ones losing out, no point wasting my energy, i forgive, and not stand up and fight for myself. i've had enough. it is high time for my temper to get hotter.