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What fish?

I am fish. Full name Fish Turtle.
I absolutely adore turtles. And fish
Turtles are such cute little things!
Well, only baby turtles.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Brown for Shit
Black for Despondency

todae was geog paper.
haiz.
i dun believe tis. i worked so bloody hard during the hols...sacrificing alot of playtime and onli went out once. for a short dinner.
[i noe it's wrong to suspect pgeo....bt i have a sneaky suspicion tt when i fell sick at the start of the hols...it was becoz i shut myself up in the hot and stuffy study room when e weather was raging storm outside.....and tis' a result of the contrast of the hot and cold.]
i even forgo alot of other subjects...esp. econs...juz to get those notes done and those facts in.
...
bt todae.....when i sat down in front of the paper...
i blanked out.
i COULD NOT do any of the qn @ all.
not the essays..not e DRQs.


I knit the threads of blood
You spun the cloth of mockery.



i juz felt like crying in front of the paper and juz walk out.
you have no idea how much i swallowed and how hard i pushed myself to do the paper.
after e whole paper....i mustered a great deal of will and courage....juz to stop myself from breaking down rite in the MPR. i promised myself i wouldnt cry...i promised myself i can cry all i wan when i get home. i noe it wouldnt reflect well of myself if i cry....so i bore wif it....strength was my motto during those moments...


I watched with pain in my heart
You strike and torture with great mastery.


i dun understand.
i worked hard dint i?
i made sure i understood things....know of the formations and features...everything....
til i felt a glimmer of hope...a flash of miracle...tt mayb i could pass geo tis time...
bt when i finally sat down....i realise....i had nothing for the paper. i dun understand.
why isit tt e ans juz evade me????
i tried so hard to study....spent waking hours from morn to midnite am.....
bt i stil gt tis kind of shitty results.
i dun understand.


I thought i had everything covered an extra mile
i thought i could see a miralce a difference
You flew past and hovered over me with an eerie smile
You forced unto me a whole new experience.