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[Kathy: Oh Wenson, You look cute.
Yesterday went to have a quick lunch with Wenson at Chong Pang and studied together after that.
Wenson saw our ushering photos and claimed that he can be more handsome and cool than Bryan and Yiyao.
So we took a few photos.
Here they are.
[Wenson: Delete this, I look ugly.
Kathy: nope, I like it ]
Wenson: okay, keep it then.]
[Wenson: PLS keep this, I look CUTE
Kathy: But I look like a retard!
Wenson: you ARE. ]
Wenson then told me he got to meet his friend to get his notes back.
So we left and I went home.
On the way I kept thinking what *someone told me: “ your answers tell me you don’t seem to understand Physics!”
It was a real pain for me.
I don’t know why.
But it affected me pretty much.
After I got home for ten minutes or so, I started to feel stressed.
Then I packed my stuff and left my house for mugging – ALONE.
While I was practising Maths questions, my eyes just got wet unknowingly.
The burning fluid scalded my hands, but deep inside it’s worst.
The feeling irked me to the max.
I HATE IT.
Okay, I ought to study hard, not only for *someone but more for myself.
I can’t go on like this if I want to go to a university.
I know, effort is the gist of it.
Never Never Never SAY DIE!