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To cry or not to cry. To retake or not to retake. To break down or not to break down. To hate Languages or not to hate languages?
Cried. Retake? Not sure yet. Broken Down. HATE them forever. and ever. and ever. F.U.C.K. I don't give a damn anymore. I hate languages. i hate Sciences. I love numbers. But i hate Integration and Trigonometry. Its probably the worst week of my ENTIRE life. I think i now love Mrs Raj more than languages and sciences. At least she doesn't make me cry. For now. Well, i find she's much better now so yeah. I feel like giving up already. But this will upset my parents so i can't.
Thanks Aby, Pohgek, May, Marissa, Emily, Winnie and Sarah for the concern, encouragement, and everything else. And my sister too. For being there for me when i needed someone to be there. For being there even though i don't treat her well enough. Love you guys!
I'm feeling much better now already.
One pathetic point and i would have been accepted by NP. SP- accept? or reject? hmm. Accept then withdraw? HOWWWWWWW.
