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I love flowers. I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises. I'm dainty and ambitious; really. I nurse others. There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.

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N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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Tuesday, September 13, 2005 8:25 pm
Have I told you how cute children are?



Have I told you how cute children are?

Exams are not around the corner. It has driven up straight to my doorstep. Yup. It's here. I think I'm screwed. I really do.

Well, haven't been feeling good these few days. I'm so moody, I realize it myself. Am I PMS-ing? And my brain just can't stop working. Every single second I'm thinking of something. I just don't want to think while I'm alone and staring at nothing in particular. I've come to hate having free time when I have nothing to do. Thoughts: dreadful, hurtful, embarrassing, envious thoughts would all conjure up in my head which then bring forth feelings of hatred, hurt, shame and jealousy. It could sometimes get so bad that my vision blurred from the tears that sprang to my eyes. I hate it. I hate it so much.

What can I say, or anyone say? This is life, that's just the way it is. I don't know how long I'd have to put up with all this but I know I can't run away from it. I just can't. Even if I do, I don't know how.