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quoth the *damsel:The hours at night seem longer... Studying late at night, possibly because there's nothing else good on the telly, I've read all your blogs, newsletters, emails, online newspapers and done my chores. What's left is to study... and suddenly, I feel tired.
I'd go *ewh, *ewh. Sneeze. And then laugh... My reply to *Philo Chic on having to live alone and clean my ceiling fan.
I sure hope he doesn't mean me... Thinking aloud when I read *Kenn's post on people who [seem] to have gotten their act together. Then again, that couldn't be me (note to self: world does not revolve around you). But he's sure got the organised/boring/predictable part right. =(
[scribbles] 8.00am: library for Baylis and Christoper readings, 11.00am for doctor's appointment and the secretariat, followed by a nap until 2.30pm, dean's office at 3.00pm and the rest of the readings until the evening... *organizing* my task for tomorrow.
I'm scared... To *Fongky, seeking comfort and assurance that I'd be fine for the coming exams.
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*hugs* love.
The truth is. I am scared too. But we will manage it somehow yea.
*hugs*
FK
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