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Wednesday, August 26, 2009


So, today was the day!

One of my classmates was so depressed yesterday that she send us all a text message telling us that she read our module yet she can't understand any of it. At the end of the message she shared that she's looking forward to a failed exam score.
She was so pessimistic that I felt the same, even though I read, understand a little, and still don't understand most of whatever's in the module. I shared some symphathy with her but I had to think of my assigment on that subject which was to be pass today, too. I copied some of my classmates answers, and I believe that she didn't do that.
In the examination paper, every question was from our assignment. I felt overjoyed and lucky to just follow my instincts today. I can't believe at first that our teacher was letting us to copy anything from our assignment. She explained that, "I gave a hint. 'Maybe some of your assignment will be in your next exam...', Hehehe."

Man, I was so mentally exhausted that I spend my next vacant just looking at a slow page-loading computer.

Tomorrow will be the "Month of the National Language". I can't seem to understand why we still have classes tomorrow morning when we're supposed to be preparing for the programs. Well, attendance for the morning will cost a quiz in every subject we got. They know that no one will watch the program so they're using brute force.



My normal life...
It wasn't normal!!! *I think it's normal.* No, it isn't. ~coughs~ Finally, Joy stopped talking to me. *Hooray!* And I think the reason was yesterday's lab activity in Circuits. The class was grouped with each group having only two members. As usual, Joy was my lab partner, 'cause she won't stay away from me. ~whispers~ I was begging my other classmates to change groupmates but they all declined my plea.
So I was alone with her.
I don't know what's gotten into me, I was so irritated, agitated, and pissed... I was not able to hold back my facial expression as the same it was. I think I looked mad, plus my annoyed voice, another plus was my awkwardness. *sigh* I think that started the fire between us. She won't talk to me. I look at her, sometimes. She'd look at me, too, sometimes.
Even though I'm looking at her I can't see her face or eyes. I want to believe that she's really mad with me. But I also don't want that to happen. Actually, I want to be part of her life, I'm just a coward. I don't want to get hurt more and more. But I'm somewhat in pain...

"Don't make the same mistake twice."
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