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time to sink into depression I more or less know my grades for the progress report. I tried forming the four alphabets into a word today and the closest I got to an actual word was BODE. If only I could substitute that O with an A. But then, something would be really wrong if I got an A for Econs so yeah. B for Maths, O for Econs, D for Literature and E for History. A2 for GP. Don't know about Chinese. I'm thinking a C which would cause my dad to haemorrhage but oh well. Well. I guess I... I don't know. Really tired right now. Played badminton with The New Kid and more or less thrashed him flat... Okay, I didn't. We were even, I'd say. Although he would definitely beg to differ. He's... bloody cute lah. Made a lot of stupidly funny and funnily stupid actions while playing. And next time I'd avoid Lido like the plague. I can't even count on my hands the number of ex-SN people I saw last Friday. Jeez. It's just weird to have people you know talking among themselves, going, "Who's that guy? Is he her boyfriend? Do you know anything?" I just don't like talking about things like that and I hate the word 'boyfriend', although if you asked me for another word I couldn't tell you 'cause I don't know but I just hate that word. And I'm hungry.
before sunrise // before sunset
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