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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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Wednesday, January 17, 2007 7:03 pm
PMS.



I hate it when someone can't think for herself. I hate it when someone's too dependent on others. I hate it when someone doesn't like one friend, who is just not likable just for that day, she jumps to other friends. What kind of a friend is that? Obviously, she's not a real friend. She just wants to be with someone. Or if not, just follow the rest. Can't think for herself and dependent on others. Disgusting.

And I hate it when someone is not reliable when she should be. I hate it when some people are just so damn helpless (or is it hopeless?). When asked something, all they go is "I don't know" or "Ermm.. I'm not sure" or "I didn't pay attention ah. sorry." or just give some lame excuses. And they don't even bother to help find out.

I know I'm having PMS today. Cuz I've been eating a lot and feeling hungry all the time. And also because I actually felt down. And my mood kind of swung here and there. PMS is scary.

I'm going to fail my Mandarin assessment tomorrow. I don't know how to speak all those words.