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Take this sinking ship and point it home; We've still got time (Glen Hansard and Markéta Irglová, Falling Slowly)


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I just realised the reality of informing parents that I, their dear daughter, has failed Chem twice in a row. 43%. And that isn't a pretty picture. Its a son-of-a-bitch of a reality. It's always at this point of time wherein I panic, and regret not studying harder, though I can't quite change anything already. That panic should probably kick in 1 month before the exams where I actually can do something. Pity my reaction system is a tad delayed. And I don't seem to have conditioned to the idea of: Panic way before exam > Study > Do relatively ok > Happily ever after.

It's probably also not good that I don't think critically enough. Observing and thinking should be natural. Just not coming to me.

So there was a talk on how to write personal statements. So people get coached on how to write personal statements. Any random person's personal statement can be transformed from a bland boring one into a pretty, inspiring, lovely, memorable, unique one with some quotable quotes, some flowery language, some twist of an angle, some good grammar. And sooner than later, everybody's going to learn that with all the sample personal statements floating around.

I hate PE. My itunes is in a mess. My entire computer is in a mess. No matter what I say I am going to do to tidy it up, it never works. Too many documents lying around. Need to learn to be neater. & Apples are nice right Eliz? Haha.
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