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Thursday, September 29, 2005
first day of the promotional exams and I'm totally worn out.

mathematics, the subject which I thought could be my morale booster, turned out to be so demoralising that I almost died off. utterly disappointed with myself.

a gazillion marks gone in a POOF.

HOW AM I TO CONTINUE?

The day has ended.
20:30

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