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Thursday, September 11, 2008
it ends tonight (?)
Too many people have been pissing me off these past few days.
LIM BOON HUAT.
Your paper's as bad as your fashion sense. Get some help, please. You're totally bringing everyone's hopes in passing Physics, down. We studied NINETEEN freaking chapters, and you only included a handful of them in the exam. The rest was only-you-and-God-would-knowtheory questions. Take my advice.
RETIRE EARLY.
HER.
Honestly, I don't want to deal with your issues with me anymore. I've had enough of understanding. If you dislike me so much, then stop getting near me. To tell you frankly, I don't give a damn about what you think of me, or what you think I think about you. You implanted all these into your brain. Only you can help yourself. Widen your mind a bit, will you? And just so you know, you're not the only one getting hurt here.
HIM.
I know you're not happy, but neither am I. I know you're hurt, but so am I. Forgive me, but I ain't some godsend woman who could always understand, yet accept hurt in return. I'm only human. I'm sorry.
LIM BOON HUAT.
Your paper's as bad as your fashion sense. Get some help, please. You're totally bringing everyone's hopes in passing Physics, down. We studied NINETEEN freaking chapters, and you only included a handful of them in the exam. The rest was only-you-and-God-would-know
RETIRE EARLY.
HER.
Honestly, I don't want to deal with your issues with me anymore. I've had enough of understanding. If you dislike me so much, then stop getting near me. To tell you frankly, I don't give a damn about what you think of me, or what you think I think about you. You implanted all these into your brain. Only you can help yourself. Widen your mind a bit, will you? And just so you know, you're not the only one getting hurt here.
HIM.
I know you're not happy, but neither am I. I know you're hurt, but so am I. Forgive me, but I ain't some godsend woman who could always understand, yet accept hurt in return. I'm only human. I'm sorry.
I think I need some anger management.
9:03 PM