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Friday, September 09, 2005
08:26
HELP.
im dying dying dying..
i hv tt SEVEN-OR-MORE-PAGE YMCA report to finish by tonight TONIGHT.
i hv the chem powerpoint to finish by tonight TONIGHT.
there's a normal chi test on tues on sec 3 n 4 texts n DEAREST wang jian KINDLY didnt tell us so.
unfinished maths practice papers.
my eyes are hurting like someone squeezed lemon juice in them.
my shoulders ache like there's 10000000000000kg of gold on them.
my brain is groggy.
just groggy.
my nose is blocked.
n im so tired
fatigued
exhausted
shagged (yuck, gross word)
bummed out
sleep-deprived
HELP.
and the tchers said to hv some rest.
oh wht funny darlings.
rest ?
wht rest ?
im in sch everyday frm 8 and i reach home at 7 n i slp at 1.
gorgeous.
i think we're staying later tonight.
n im at my absolute TIRED-EST.
i wish i cld just disappear.
tt hateful ostrich-syndrome.
im rly tired..
i rly am..
i'd give anythg to hv a day's rest.
ANYTHG.
i mean it..
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