i feel like a shorn sheep.

i cut my hair.


it's short. waaaaaaay short. i like it, it feels so much lighter and yet..oh bother, i kinda miss my longER hair.

why IS hair so important for a girl? i read somewhere that during the wars, they used to cut of a woman's hair off as a form of torture. hmm. i know someone who's mother does that to her quite often. it's hell and the..pain cgoes deeper than many think.
i suppose that's why i can never be truly mean to her though i dont like her much. *shrugs*


note to self: must get some form of hat to hide bad hair days cuz nothing else will.
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a bunch of words i never want to hear or write again for a looong time: effervescence of a colourless and odourless gas evolves. gas rekindles glowing splint. gas is oxygen.

i had to write that i think FOUR times in the sweltering heat in the lab. the fans were off and everybody had their bunsen burners on. i was sitting in front of one, and sweat was trickling down everybody's faces [and it wasn't because the paper was hard either]. *shudders*
well, i know for one i messed up my titration calculation but the fact that i *gasp* actually came up with some stuff is already good cuz i usually don't. and and i did this ppt test twice and came up with two different results bleaargh.

the good news is, i DIDN'T blow up the lab. *beams*
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i have an announcement to make: i was LATE for school today, for the first time in my LIFE and on an exam day no less!

i was supposed to be at skule by 0720 and i woke up at 0700! it was all panicky and it turned out that charmaine too made the mistake of thinking that we only had to be there at 10.
rushrushrush...will continue 2ml.