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Thursday, October 13, 2005 / 12:20 PM
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NB: THIS ENTRY IS FKING LONG, MIND YOU. DONT READ HALFWAY. WHOO.

im quite UNHAPPY and UPSET? over many things and issues. this entry might be awefully vulgar. had a talk with ahmad ytd. he's cool, i see. we gossiped and stuff. HRMM. sigh. made new friends, but im still wary of their intentions. i dont know why either. YOU TELL ME HOW LAH. was tortured by mr raja for amaths today. DAMN. i never sat still onto a chair for more than 2hours doing just a prelim paper man. REALLY. he's damn PRESURIZING. i swear, but for a moment i thought, it was my own good. and the next moment i thought, mr raja seems nice enough to me. DAMN. FKING BLACK DICKS OUT THERE. even mr vijay demoralised me tdy? maybe not demoralise. just some critics tht he had shown towards me.

people ard me are still so ****. thats on the upper hand but on the lower one, everyone is still so vulgar or rather ignorant. plus the upcoming major exams, im afraid tht each time i study, i'll end up failing agn. well then agn, i thought my study methods weren't working effectively. looking at the way my classmates handle their work, i feel inferior. it's like you'll never be able to get there far? somehow. just when i thought, this week has been SHIT. and i meant shit.

pressurised, my brain seems saturated and well, maybe thts pretty bad. i really wanna handle chinese well. and THEN AGN, when i heard mingfen previously saying tht if we cant handle chinese PROPERLY, why be a chinese? it'll be an utter disgrace. YESYES. im not saying tht my chinese is FKING good or FKING bad. but just a bare minimum pass? i dont wanna get stuck here at C6. luckily, i ain't those F9 materials for chinese. AND THOSE PPL OUT THERE WHO THINKS THT SPEAKING CHINESE IS DAMN DEGRADING?, EFF YOU ALL. BE PROUD OF WHAT U ARE PLS? well i mean, though i may not be VERY good in speaking those four letter words? but im pretty sure ,u're able to SPEAK a few lines. well, i dont wanna list names out. SIGHNESS PLS.

friends is another stretch factor? prolly STRESS would be a better word? i dont know. been SMS-ING alot alot alot, toking over the phone ALOT ALOT,till the wee hours of each morning. but never been trying to solve problems and conflicts. NEW FRIENDS made a whole new world for me. really. thanks NEW FRIENDS. but agn, the term wary still lives. =))

wanted to talk about graduation day , SIGH, but shall do it in the next entry. DILDOS AND CUNTHEADS, wakey!! here i come, chinese and AMATHS. oh FK SHIT.






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Jordus Lim Bing Jie
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
Diploma in Film, Sound, Video
10 June 1989
jordusbingjie@hotmail.com
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