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Thursday, November 20, 2008, 11:09 PM
OMFG.OMFG. i'm seriously paranoid now. i've got E as my predicted module grade for pharm. chem. ahhh. i Fucking deserve this. *on the verge of slapping myself*

deep breaths.

& today, we've finally submitted the logbooks and i just mailed shaun the poster. let's pray together for a successful FYP. pharm. chem ut 3, not much i want to say. hopefully it doesn't kill me. i'm desperate for the grades right now.

mister. boyfriend and veena dropped by school today, and i was being all pissy on him for i don't know what reason. all these mood swings are affecting me badly. then we had lunch together. my friends never fail to remind me how corrupted they are.

my dearest boyfriend must be having a blast at the chalet cause i haven't received any call since the time he left RP. i'll endure for the next few days, leaving him alone to enjoy with his friends.

i miss him already.