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my days, not yours


segunda-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2009

This week of school has got to be the most stressful yet. Tomorrow's PSM test is way to early for my liking because we've got the music video shoot after that & Okto fucking Live at MediaCorp until 9pm. Which means, we end late two days in a row. Not to mention, two insight papers, plus MFM test which i haven't even started on & our Broadcast interview questions due on Friday.

The people in school have no fucking clue how immature they are & the lecturers will never know how much effort some of us are putting in & how some of us are just feeding off other people's grades. A 2.7 GPA-er will probably reach a 3.7 at the rate (s)he's lifting off their groupmate's work. Oh what a joyful world we live in! & a very fair one too. Life goes on because karma is my bestest friend.

you know you love me*
Nix


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