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Thursday, March 02, 2006

the endless submissions are finally over. there's a great rush of freedom wif a mixture of disappointment. felt tt i cld do better... i've not met the expectation set on my own. i've disappointed myself, n tt feels worse than disappointing anione else. nevertheless, i shld look forward yes? its itp nxt. cant wait.... wonder wad they'll make me do.. n if i can cope wif the working environment alone since no one frm the course is of the same company as me. hopefully politics does not appear too strong amngst em... its a real killer.. been thru it.

after submission n b4 itp is partying! so far my days are all packed, going out every single day. today's meeting up wif both my dance grps. first is social dance for dinner... den rushing down to clarke quay for MOS wif dance n cheer. man... money running dry. eeks.

i miss my baby.