tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29028100.post-9276278172100170982009-08-19T17:07:00.006+08:002009-08-19T17:40:13.575+08:00<strong><em>I got things sorted out.<br /></em></strong><br /><em>All the cryings, and dramas, pissed me off totally- I wonder what got into me? Wavered between alternatives, and this got me into a hell loads of shit.<br /><br />I cried when i dont know how to continue my thesis- I cant believe that i've turned 18years old just 4months ago! I know is ridiculous, but i cant help myself but to resort to crying. I realised that i dont want to accept the fact that I'M WRONG! Yes, obviously, i think i'm very wrong now. Crying wont solve my mega big problem now, and i've got to pick myself up from where i had fell. No one can save me except myself! I'm left with exactly 3weeks for my final submission. Now i understand how my seniors felt a year ago. Horrible feelings! Editing bibliogragphy itself is not that easy you see.<br /><br />I'm thankful that i have a bunch of friends by my side. Their constant encouragements are like Woahhhh to me! You know to what extent? Annlee took 30 minutes to create a really long naggy msg! ( she thinks hard to text me that *special msg). How cool is she? Constantly replying my msgs when she's having maths remedial. I caught her in action, actively trying to reply my msg! Thanks Ann Lee Huimin! love you <3>.<br /><br /></em><em></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29028100-927627817210017098?l=wee-weeling.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>wweelingghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13669372828348631774noreply@blogger.com0