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i'm not here to win
i'm here to leave a legacy
Don't leave
it's the passion that drives you
endorphins
pain
exhaustion
chasing this insane dream
perfection
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Today our class shrunk considerably. It hadn't sunken in yesterday. But today... class was just so different. I felt like there was a black cloud following us everywhere, threatening to pour on us any moment, drenching our souls in acid. I just couldn't accept it- what would I do with one less (let alone SIX ?!) person. How would I be able to face a new addition to the class knowing he/she had taken the place of ONE OF THEM :( (hur hur "ostrich" them...)
During PE Tommy and Lydia came running onto the field mid-inning. LOL. That was after Chong Lin told me that TOMMY MIGHT NOT STAY BECAUSE SOME OTHER TOOPID CROSSERS ARE APPEALING IN THROUGH CROSS. (Okay THANK GOD HE IS STAYING WHEE!!!) Nightmare stories of AJC VP from Tommy and of NJC Welfare HOD from Qinny sent me squirming in disgust. HC IS THE PLACE TO BE MAN.
NEHHH. Ok so far- Tommy, Lydia, Cheryl, Eric and Andy are staying :D OMG YAY. Now we're just waiting for Qinny... AHH QINNYYYY. -dies. I cannot imagine school without Qinny. No more comments about having deep desires to dissect rats to see their hearts beating. No more 'stalker' pictures... No more "Pat don't be emo"s. NO MORE QINNY = I WILL CRY.
Aiyoh. I have not been doing my work I think I deserve a beating but I have been feeling so rotten lately I keep on attempting to throw my life down the drain. Bad bad bad.
I HOPE THAT TMR WILL BE A HAPPY DAY -cries.