Tired
Drained
Weak
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are the 3 words that best describes me NOW.

Up Your Service course wasn't that bad, but it wasn't fabulous either.
8 hours in that tutorial room is making made me go bonkers.
Plus, my good friend choose to come visit today.
DOUBLE BOOS!

PROCOI SUPP PAPER IS THIS FRIDAY
WHICH MEANS I HAVE TO START DROWNING MYSELF IN THAT STACK OF LECTURE NOTES ONCE AGAIN FOR THE FIRST TIME.

Its ironic when you fail a non-examinable subject.
That feeling is undescribable no-words-can-say-how-much-i-hate-studying-again despite the fact that its my first time STUDYING this subject.

Qns: Who says lab work and quizzes help pull up your grades?
Ans: A HEAP OF BULLSHIT.

I'm starting to think that i should write in a more constructive way.
'Cause everytime i look back at my archive i would think that i wasn't in the right state of mind when i wrote that but in actual fact, i was better den okay!
RANDOM is my last name.