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10/09/2008

i like distractions

because eventually i'll ignore THE IMPORTANT stuffs....

it's decided... i'll be taking the TOEFL test in 3 weeks..
and i kept having this dream of being in front of computer with headphones and stuffs, but not understanding a single word on the headphones... seriously, like it's a total gibberish or something...
haha.. yeah.. it's stupid..
but me being a total sucker on an official test is indeed based on facts...

1999, elementary school, 6th grade final.. i was so nervous, i transformed the computerized-answering-sheet into a sheet full of stain (and sweat)..

2004, high school, 3rd grade final.. i got unexpectedly bad score on my math test, though i am pretty good at it (by 'pretty good', you must've known my nature of self-contempt)

so, me and THE TEST had a history...
and it's not a good one..
that's why i kept having those stupid dreams...

anyway,

nagase had a new hair-cut.. jrengjreng...


see..
i never knew, a guy (from hundreds-of-kilometers apart who don't even know i exist) having a new hair-cut would amuses me this much.. i never knew...

why am i acting like those yucky girly fangirl? idk.. you tell me...

note-to-self : i shud try writing blog in a formal-er way, because i need to practice somehow... aaahhh...

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