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eric

1st July 1988

aerospace electronics. singapore polytechnic

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Lifehouse

BREATHING

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

the alarm clock woke me up at 6.45am.

damn i feel so tired. was solving one question about calculating the landing distance of a plane. TOOK ME ONE BLOODY HOUR. just one question. i wonder what's gonna happen to me during test. tired tired tired. slept at 12plus last night.

today had 3 lessons. engineering mathematics was first. followed by circuit analysis tutorials. finally, got to ask the teacher questions. i'm more worried about math though. statistics. damnit. laplace was alright, but statistics is..................... ARGGGH GAHHHHH.

Had GEMs for the last lesson. practically i skipped about 45mins of the 1 hour 45mins lesson, to answer a phone call and sneak down to mac for a cup of milo. heh heh! the teacher was good. she didnt really care about what we do HAHHA!

yup. so this is it. back to school life. tomorrow, hopefully can finish troubleshooting the CA project. the circuit is amazingly difficult. damn.

just another boring school day. and. well. it just feels empty. all over again.

just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs of violence, of love, and of sorrows.
i know you didn't mean it.


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