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will post abt my work again tml..coz its nite time again.urgh.Sha taught me how to upload song..finally, Cry - CHC...sad, i love it.Its really very nice.!All tutorials n lectures r cancelled today becoz there wld be talks for the different electives for nx year BS yr 3 students..There r different timing for the 5 electives..i went for e last 3, marketing, service management & tourism..whereby i left the LT during e Q & A session of the tourism talk coz needa rush for e SCO meeting.Overall, e Marketing talk is rather interesting, e speakers were entertaining, but i fell asleep during e 1st part..e Cleo maketer came to tok..For Service Management, actually i felt sad for e speaker, coz he tripped on e stairs n e whole LT laughed..so bad!Im very soft hearted, i tink its bad enuff dat he embarrassed himself infront of so many pple n all e pple still mocked at him..Quite pissed off, my heart was screaming for them to stop!Well, Service Management involved OM n many other areas dat im really not interested in..But its all very useful.As for Tourism, nothing went into my mind!Dunno wat is e speaker toking abt..Feels dat he didn't touch on wat is Tourism exactly..Or maybe i nv pay attention..But anyway, i really dunno wat to specialise in for Yr 3...

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meeting @ 5.15pm.Our design for our booth is rejected.Coz dey said needa go according to e theme "Rock n Roll BA"..hais.I've no time for a new draft seriously..They asked for 10 volunteers to "walk" wif the lecturers during "Rock n Roll Ba-Lecturer's Day"..We saboed Brendan 1st, since he's nt dere.naah..Its Jerome, not me!ha.Ernest saboed me la. But i didn't noe Pei fen really jotted my name down.I really dunno wats dat thingy abt la..There r many projects dued nx week..Really stressed out..On e way home, SC thingy, maketing proj, ec proj etc kept buzzling in my mind. Was feeling so dizzy when i get off e bus. My schedule is so tight.Tml still having meeting at 5pm for the 10pple (my class ends at 12pm!), n i will try to pon e class at 11am to meet Jerome n Brendan to discuss abt our new draft which was due on dis Fri..On Fri, needa go for a talk @ Convention at 5pm(compulsory).For Sat,meeting e gals 8am to do Marketing proj which is due nx Monday, den going service at 4pm. For Sunday, maybe needa source for material n do our booth.For nx Monday n Tues after sch, needa do EC proj which is due on Wed.For nx Wed, Thurs after sch, needa do preparations for our SC booth. On Fri, its the SC Recruitment day..Tink i will pon all lesson dat day..Recruitment frm 11 to 5pm, after dat still needa go "Rock n Roll BA" thingy..OMG..I really needa breathe..help...

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im giving up, on him n everything. wat huimin said to me juz nw really touched me. at least, she cares.i cant even manage a smile.tink im filling my wardrobe wif dark colours.argh..feel like deleting dis blog, i feel sorry dat pple hu browse my blog hav to read so many unhappy entries.but theres really nothing for me to be happy about. e only happy days r those days at nights whereby "sumone" wld make me so happy.but he's changed...Even at home, theres no peace..evernite i will quarrel wif dad n mum when im nt even at fault. is using lappie sumthing so wrong dat they have to blow their top late at nite?i've had enuff problems in sch.at nite, i pondered alot...everyone left me. i really dunno who even bother to care abt my existence.none i tink.im lost.seriously, im really very unhappy..very very..i dunno how to describe it.i've no one to turn to.juz now when ling called, i really dunno wat to tell her.wanqing dey all r like so busy wif their own stuff..n e other pple in sch r jus frens, they have their own sec sch clique too.sumtimes, i really envy them.i really envy those who r being loved by so many..Jus now, i heard e police n ambulance sirens blasting past my block, n i was think "if i jump down now, they might be able to send me to hosp"..haa.im just thinking too much la, no worries, i wun be so stupid.i jus wanna get sick..n den i can take a gd rest, n maybe showered by care n concern..sobs.i sounds like a lil child.hais.