If you have anything which is potential enough to bring out an utmost grief and devastation of me, then bring it on because I believe there's nothing else more devastating than Arsenal's defeat against MU. Frankly, I think they deserved the win. So where do we take this to? To Stamford Bridge, having another face-off with Chelsea. Too deadly to be true.
Well, leaving that aside, I'd like to have you know that my frustration grows ever bigger when I find myself doing nothing worthwhile for myself week in week out. I want my license, not gonna happen. I want to shed some pounds, utter daydream. I want $$, I can only picture my mom with her signature sarcastic laugh. But as these things float on my mind, I realised that the clock is ticking and the day is coming closer. The day where all former Form 5 students will get their SPM results. Seriously, I'm not ready for that day. It's the same feeling which shrouded me on the eve of my very first SPM paper. Not prepared. And freaky. Yaiks!!
Well, leaving that aside, I'd like to have you know that my frustration grows ever bigger when I find myself doing nothing worthwhile for myself week in week out. I want my license, not gonna happen. I want to shed some pounds, utter daydream. I want $$, I can only picture my mom with her signature sarcastic laugh. But as these things float on my mind, I realised that the clock is ticking and the day is coming closer. The day where all former Form 5 students will get their SPM results. Seriously, I'm not ready for that day. It's the same feeling which shrouded me on the eve of my very first SPM paper. Not prepared. And freaky. Yaiks!!
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